I don't really watch much TV so I've not seen Mad Men.
Although, to be honest, I've never really fallen in love with the Mr Men either.
The books weren't really part of my childhood and there were kids programmes that i liked way more.
So, as an alternative to the Mr Men I'll opt for the works of Peter Firmin and Oliver Postgate, Noggin the Nog and the Clangers in particular.
And instead of watching Mad Men I'll select any of David Attenborough's TV output or, perhaps, a Jonathan Meades or Terry Jones doc.
Skinny latte or hot chocolate with extra cream?
I can't drink coffee at all; it makes me ill.
I don't drink alcohol either.
However, I do guzzle down vast quantities of Builder Strength Tea.
Hot chocolate-wise, the extra cream would render it way too opulent a beverage for my austerely working class palate.
But without the extra cream and made with hot milk it would be just right.
Mac or PC?
At the end of the 90s I made the transition from real life painted artwork to photoshop and, being a designer, I got a Mac.
It was the only sensible choice.
For a very long time I would never have considered buying a PC.
It wasn't that I was an Apple fanboy (I've never owned an ipod or an iphone) but the Windows interface was just horrible.
However, recently, as the playing field has leveled, I'm pretty happy to use any machine as long as it does the jobs that I ask it to do.
I still draw in pencil and pen & ink then scan into an image manipulation programme.
I'm currently switching between an iMac running photoshop and a PC laptop running Manga Studio.
Constable or Turner?
As a boy growing up on the Suffolk Coast I could only recognise a very few paintings.
Bruegel's Fall of Icarus hung in my school's corridor, so i knew that one.
My Auntie Pauline had Stephen Pearson's Wings of Love on her wall (the 70s uber-print of the bloke standing on the swan's wing).
Also, I knew that Picasso drew faces with both the eyes on the same side of the nose.
That was about the extent of my art knowledge apart from the print of The Haywain above my Grandma's fireplace.
It had long ago faded to a pale blue-green haze but it was still just about the only painting I could recognise. It was also, of course, local to the area and, therefore, relevant.
Now, decades later, as a born again ArtBoy, I'm pretty much immersed in all that arty stuff.
Constable does come in for a bit of a kicking from the cognoscenti but that doesn't make him a bad painter. His on location sketches and studies are full of life and very different to his more famous studio work.
Turner's output is fantastic though; there's no comparison.
TV or Books?
Having said earlier that I hardly ever watch TV, linked with the fact that i'm always banging on about how great books are, you'd think this one was a shoo-in.
However, as much as I love books and however much I enthuse about the importance of reading, I can't bring myself to make a distinction.
This is because both TV and books are mediums through which information flows and I wholeheartedly believe that it's content that counts.
TV, books, cinema, theatre, radio, live performance, the internet... every medium is capable of transporting us to wonderful places but is also capable of boring the pants off us.