Sticking the tongue out at the free market economy, and worrying both record companies and certain countries (i.e. America), Allofmp3 is a Russian site that offers an incredible range of downloadable music at ridiculous prices.

Either individual tracks or whole CDs can be purchased, the latter costing between $1 and $3. Yes, a whole CD for the cost of a maxi-single.

The current selection of music is typically American, British, French and German. For some reason there appears to be lots and lots of 80’s music, too, which is brilliant if you’re looking for obscure stuff of that time, like Nash The Slash or Klaus Nomi.

If this site continues to impress, then there may well be a feasible alternative to all this naughty illegal downloading that plagues society.

I am, like most enlightened men, reasonably adept at household duties. I cook food and wash the dishes almost every day, make the beds, and even stretch to the occasional dusting and hovering. But there is one chore which I suck at, despite my best efforts: the laundry.

Having simple tastes in clothes – t-shirts being obligatory – I can safely throw my clothes into the machine and press any combination of buttons, knowing full well the outcome will be satisfactory.

As soon as it comes to Jo’s garments, however, the laundry becomes a game of poker: this garment can only be washed at thirty degrees; this top mustn’t be centrifuged; these two items in the same wash will cause famine in Chad.

Even after all these pre-wash shenanigans, I have to find all of jo’s tops, now hidden deep within duvet covers, and give the body part a pull, to prevent shrinkage.

What? Am I the only person who has never partaken in what is obviously an ingrained part of the laundry culture? Come to think of it, I do own a couple of t-shirts that now unflatteringly reveal my midriff, but since my memory is a bit rubbish I just thought they were like that when I bought them

I have ruined a fair few of Jo’s clothes with my lackadaisical approach, and the future bodes no better either.

The simple fact is that the words mohair, chiffon and crimplene are as near to the contents of my wardrobe as they are to the Queen’s Christmas Speech.

Stephen Hawkins, The Dalai Lama, Ronald McDonald: Some of the many who are recognisable as much for their looks as what they represent.

The antonym (if one can say so) of the aforementioned trio must, then, be this man. Undestinguished in all aspects, except for his name: Marc Okrand; unknown by all but the few who have painstakingly mastered his gift to humanity: Klingon.

Yes, this is the man who created tlhIngan Hol, and wrote the dictionary, along with other noteable works such as The Klingon Way (with Klingon sayings and proverbs), Klingon for the Galactic Traveler, and the two audio productions, Conversational Klingon and Power Klingon.

Really.

So, surfing to The Klingon Language Institute, I find that in the seven years of its existence, the site has got 2,000,000 hits, which works out to (looks for calculator function, but gives up) a lot of hits per day.

It could easily be the new Esperanto, apart from the fact that seldom used words like “table” and “nappy” simply do not exist. This was undoubtedtebly a bit of a hindrance for D’Armond Spears and his wife, who tried to raise their child with both English and Klingon.

Still, at least those who have made the effort can smugly use Google in Klingon.