This week at my Tai Bo/Kickboxing class I aimed my flurries of punches and kicks at Jonathan Randall, the arch villain from Outlander. Sadistic monster: Take that!
Also pretend attacked: the girl from the local garden centre who was quite rude when I asked a perfectly legitimate question about planting nicotania and coleus in acidic soil. You tell me to read the label? How about I kick the label! Hiya! Take that. And that! Read the label! I don't read no stinking labels... Hiya!
Perhaps a bit more meditation is in order to quell my violent streak. Either that or Outlander has unleashed the beast within...