Good evening and what a feast of ferocious debate we have for you tonight, wrapped around our news agenda like the Union Jack is wrapped around a winning athlete.
And that is where we'll start.
And that is where we'll start.
Our features producer knew Christine Ohuruogu when they were kids and won't hear a word against her. That wasn't quite the view adopted by the athletics authorities when Christine missed not one , not two but three dope-testing sessions. No drugs were ever found but it was still enough for them to ban her for a year from competition, and for life from the Olympics.
More than a year passed and up she pops in Japan, quite legally, and wins Gold in her 400 metres event. Cue smiles, flapping Union Jacks and the British Olympic Association pouring cold water on her victory parade. Sangeeta is under starter's orders for a fascinating dash on this story. And we want your thoughts, too. Remember, Beijing is less than a year away and Gold medals don't exactly wrap themselves round British necks that often....
Next, we sometimes look at a story and say "bin it" - not good enough for you, not interesting enough or, perhaps, we've already told you about it. That's fine for a story but should a rowdy kid get the same treatment for irritating a copper?
PC Slam-Dunk popped a rowdy in a bin, feet first, a few years back. You may be amused, infuriated, jealous or content when you hear what the kid got from the cops for his inconvenience, discomfort and general annoyance. Ronke is banging lids for us.
We board a transport police chopper to take a look at some of our railway lines that other kids are mistaking for hurdles, a hop-scotch course or just a short-cut. Silly kids? Actually, dead kids in some cases. Pause-for-breath time.
Have you ever noticed how different the stewards and stewardesses are on different airlines? Some of the Cheap and Cheerful ones seem to just want to get home and out of those hideous uniforms. The American ones can ONLY smile. German ones are blonde, efficient and think you should drink beer rather than wine. But the biggest contest, I think, is between the cheeky chaps and chapesses of Virgin and the slightly more proper trolley-dollies and dereks of BA. Ah well, its an important job and they are there for our safety.
Forty years ago, Tricia Fitzgerald wanted to give it a go. Forty years on, she finally dons the uniform... but which airline has the benefit of her beauty and experience? Mike Pearse has a hot-towel and something for you to read at six.
Bailey McKenzie prompted some Life of Brian-like plagiarism from Faye: "he's a right naughty little boy" and, more Oscar Wilde, "a precocious little mite". Anyway, he is our football and history loving Cub-reporter tonight - the two do go together in a fascinating way.
Bailey didn't go to High School Musical 2 but Steve did and Katie will kill for tickets. Promoters be warned.
Finally, mystery still surrounds the death of Dr Victoria Anyetei. Today her brave brother goes on air to appeal for help in hunting down whoever murdered his sister. It is very moving. I'll say no more.
So, there you go: on your marks, get set, go and do whatever else you need to - but be back by 6.
Alastair and Katie.
