Up first, Madeleine Grant.

Sometimes I wake up in the night disturbed by dreams of James Bond.

Surely, you might say, that's the point of him, a man of such raw sex appeal that he can break the somnil boundary of women all over the world.

But these aren't sexy dreams about Bond's past.

They're nightmarish visions of his future, Bond in the modern British public sector.

Picture it, 007 walks in for his briefing with M.

The process is not the quick-witted sparring of classic Bond, but a long PowerPoint presentation, complete with a quiz at the end to show he's been listening.