I had hoped that this morning we would be issuing our centenary - the 100th - issue of Gonzo Weekly. But things never quite work out as they are planned. For reasons that will become clear, in the fullness of time, one of the big stories cannot be put out until tomorrow, and so, for the first time in our history, we are a day late.
I am fully expecting a mob of fear-crazed villagers to be rampaging up the long and twisty path that leads to my castle brandishing flaming torches and pitchforks.
No, hang on, that was Frankenstein.
I am actually expecting everybody to shrug their shoulders, nod politely, and wait until the magazine comes out tomorrow.