Meetings.

You know what the best feeling in the world is? When you’ve set yourself up with a potentially hot date. You know, the Gaydar route, your profile ever so witty, your pictures showing you at your best.

You know what’s even better than that? Meeting them several hours early, by complete accident, in the checkout que at the Supermarket, straight from work. Not exactly looking your best, and having a basket containing a loaf of Co-op own brand bread and a reduced to clear Microwaveable Christmas Puddings with a large, bright 'Only 99p!' sticker attached. That's what.

So I found out what my daemon is.

Philip Pullman style, Potter fans can of course substitute a patronus.

It's a tiger.

I did the quiz, so I guess I can't complain at the results, especially as Tiger's are (y'know) rock. Things is, I've always been sure my daemon would be a bird...