Anyone who's ever listened to Russell Brand, either on the radio or in stand-up, will either find him hilarious or absolutely repugnant. But you know what you're getting.

In comedic terms, he does what he says on the tin. You're not going to get tame attempts at laughs, the guy has made a living from no-holds-barred close-to-the-edge comedy – the only surprise here was that so many people were surprised. They've probably never heard the show before, and probably won't again.

Hardly anyone complained about the show, Johnathan Ross seemed to be the main culprit, yet Russell Brand resigned. Why?

He was a great radio host, seemed to genuinely love doing the show, and one debatable decision has brought end to the only reason many people listened to Radio 2.

You can't help but suspect the BBC might come to regret letting him walk away. Let's face it, it's not the sort of humour that you'd want to sit and listen to with your nan, but it is funny.

Was this one phone call funny? Perhaps not, but I've heard far worse in the past from both of them, and let's face it, she's hardly going to come out this smelling of roses is she? Book deal anyone?

TRICK OR TREATERS: Friday, as I'm sure I don't need to point out, was Hallowe'en. And sure enough, early evening, the trick or treaters of Llanymynech came out to play.

Now I don't mind trick or treating per se, so long as it's done in the right spirit. But some of these kids need to learn to take a hint.

I was putting my 18-month-old daughter to bed around 6.45pm when there was a knock on the door. Normally I'd have answered it, but I knew it was trick or treaters.

I wasn't going to take a small child wrapped only in a towel to the front door on one of the coldest night's in the year so that I could offer a 13-year-old kid who hadn't even bothered to make his own costume and had instead bought one from Tesco a packet of wine gums as a reward for shattering my peace.

Getting said child dressed or stranger at door wanting chocolate. Hmm, no decision to make there really.

But they knocked again. And again. And again.... in total they knocked five times. It might have been six.

I know it was the same people because I could hear them outside. 'There's someone in' the lights are on'. Yes there was someone in, but no I was not going to come to the bloomin' door.

Be warned children, you were damned lucky not to get a bucket of water over your heads.

PAUL HEFFERNAN: Sorry to bring my column down to basics, but these things matter. Nine games without a win, and it feels like nine months, and the normally reliable Mr Heffernan steps forward to take an 85th-minute penalty.

The score had, predictably, been locked at 0-0. It stayed locked at 0-0 thanks to the pathetic excuse that masqueraded as a spot kick. I, quite literally I believe, could have done better.