You know there are 'firefighter' calendars? Twelve months of *ahem* hunky men holding their hoses? Have you ever wondered why there isn't an ambulance equivalent?
But it's not just drooling hideousness that they have to offer, for despite their physical unattractiveness, their hearts are huge.
You see, they are undertaking a sponsored climb of some mountains in order to benefit The Richard House Trust, which is the only childrens hospice in London. I've been there a couple of times and I'm always heartened by the staff and facilities there. I'm always moaning about nursing homes, but this place is different, the staff really do care and they do a wonderful job there.
And like most of the best parts of the NHS, it relies on charity.
My mates, madmen (and madwomen) are going to attempt to climb Ben Nevis, Scarfell Pike and Snowdon in the space of 24 hours.
So, instead of a night out down the pub, why not stick your hand in your pocket and donate some money to a bloody good cause. That and spread the word around on your own blogs and forums. They are over halfway to their target, I'd consider it a personal favour if you could help them reach it.
I'll be donating once I get my royalties cheque.
(And hello if you came here from my bit of writing in the Guardian.)