What do you call a bloke with a spade on his head?

   
 OK, there’s this guy who I met in 2000 soon after arriving in Manchester who I very quickly realised has two awesome abilities. One, he has a voice that sounds like molten gold dipped in chocolate and sprinkled with cinnamon. Two, he is Mr. Positive. I have never heard him say anything bitter, discouraging, angry or annoyed. A [...]