Yes, I've done it, through a careful regime of ignoring my face and having a shave now and again I've turned back the years and fooled one lowly checkout assistant at Tescos into IDing me for beer, hurrah!

Yep, that's right folks, the two bottles of Tsingtao beer (a very nice Chinese beer) in our entire weekly shop (Dawn was at the spa by the way) was all that was needed to prompt the youngster to go asking my age. It was with some glee I got out my driving license, passed it to him, and watched him squirm as he realised I was 26 years old, oh the sweet joy.

Chris - don't call me punk - Hill had a similar experience at his local Coop last July.