Happy Valentine's Day! Colin & Edith are doing a straw poll on Radio 1 today to find the best British romantic song. Tough one. All my favourites are by foreign artists, with Uptown, Uptempo woman by Randy Edelman being my #1. I'll keep thinking...

But that's not important right now. Life really is a rollercoaster at the moment. Some ups, some downs, some loop the loops, some white knuckle moments, some exhilerating moments - and just like riding a rollercoaster, I want to keep on going and going.

I've been a bit worried that I'm not doing enough jobs, but it's good for me to remind myself that I've only just set up. The ideas I've got in my head for the business are good ideas, it's just that they're gonna take a bit of time to implement. My problem is that I want it all NOW!

My brother, James, helped me make my first flyer today and I have to tell you, it looks wicked! Each time I see my logo in print it excites me - I have a lot to thank Cris for who did all the computery bits but I can still slap myself on the back as it was I who first drew the logo (albeit badly and in pencil). And the website is coming along just how I imagined it. Trevor promises me it'll be ready by the end of this week...

Did I mention a job I did lastnight? I got atext from Louise in Clapham saying, 'can you help? i'm locked out, Louise Clapham'. I'm not a locksmith, but I do have a ladder and I like climbing and stuff so I said, 'Sure. What floor do you live on? Is the plan to break in through a window?'

'Yes,' came the reply. Only at this point did I start to think, 'hang on - am I assisting a break in?' Anyway, I turned up when asked to (8.30pm) and met Louise. She didn't look like a burglar, but then again she could have been a deranged ex breaking into her former boyfriend's place to cut up his clothes or something.

I didn't question her. I just shimmied up the ladder and let myself in through an open window. I made sure she had keys for the place so as to put my mind at rest and then told her I felt bad about charging her because it only took 2 minutes. What I meant to go onto say was, 'let's call it a tenner,' but she had already offered something in exchange, not cash. Turns out she's a shiatsu masseur, so I'm popping round next week for my free massage - not a bad exchange in my book.

What made me laugh the most about the whole affair was her shouting, 'Go Jonny Vantastic!' as I climbed through the window!! Who needs money when you've got a hero worshipper!

Anyway, that was yesterday. Today someone called out of the blue and asked if I could pick up a piece of garden furniture from Bushey and deliver it to Willesden Green. I was away from my computer so had to get my little sister, Doris, to do an RAC route planner thing to get the distance - 40 miles from mine to Bushey to Willesden. So I quoted £40. This, it turns out, is way under the nearest competitor (£70). So maybe I've missed a trick. Or maybe I haven't. You see I'll work whenever, day or night. The customer called me back and was over the moon at my quote and even more pleased when I suggested she contact the seller and between them work out the most convenient time and I'll work around them.

A satisfied customer. And she'll tell her friends and they'll tell their friends. Do you get my point? I set this whole thing up to help people, not rip them off. And it's making me a very happy man.

Right. Better do some work. I'm off now to speak to Julie at Riverside Despatches to see if I can get some courier overspill work.

Oh and I've thought of a British track. Got to be Fix You by Coldplay.

JVx