Robbeasy: Little story behind mine.......
Attending a football match (soccer) with friends, but not sat among supporters of my team, sat in the wrong end, among the oppositions fans. All my friends urged me to not make a scene and blend in best I could, and I managed it for most of the game....only to blow it towards the end of the game by screaming out comments in a broad northern accent, when the opposition side were from the south coast (this is in the UK, by the way). It stood out a mile as I chose to make one choice comment when everyone else went quiet....it was pretty obvious which team I was supporting...;o)
I managed to escape alive (just a few dark looks and murmurings), and I was christened with the nickname The Blender by all friends at the game that day. It has stuck since then so therefore the piccy of a Blender.....
Okay, that story is the benchmark by which the others shall be judged.