In our time we've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion, C-beams glittering in the dark near the Tannhauser gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain.

Apart from all of that stuff, the best thing we've ever seen is this picture of Jimmy Saville wearing a kilt, holding a ceremonial broadsword and drinking an innocent thickie. Click here for the full glory.

Fruitstock is almost upon us. Naturally, it would be tempting fate to suggest that the sun's going to shine, but we hope that the nice weather will hang around for us. So this is a final reminder - come to Regent's Park this weekend to experience the first ever full-scale free innocent festival, with lots of fine music, food, drink, picnic rugs and Dan's homemade chutney stall. Lots more details at www.fruitstock.com - we hope to see you there.

Almost as good as pictures of Lord J Saville wearing a kilt etc are pictures of our Matt over in Dublin dishing out samples of our drinks in a shop. Although Matt is more of a sensible cotton shirt kinda guy (as opposed to Savillian golden tracksuits) he is definitely as funny as Jimmy, and you get the feeling that if they got together they would be able to talk for quite a while about their shared passion - the rare old twangy country sound of Mr Johnny Cash. Click here for the visuals.

Matt and friends will be out and about in Ireland over the next few weeks, sampling the backside out of our drinks. If you see them, please stop and say hello.

Finally this week, news of another job vacancy here at Fruit Towers. This one is for the position of Accounts Assistant, which means that you'll get to see exactly where all of our cash gets spent (antique Toby jugs, kit cars, leather elbow patches). Details of the position are available right here - tell your friends and get your CVs sent in quick.

Weıre really chuffed here at Fruit Towers following our little shindig at the weekend. Over 40,000 people visited fruitstock, and hopefully had a little dance and a nice time. It was more people than we expected, so it was a good job we chose Regent's Park as the venue and not Adamıs flat, as he wouldnıt have had nearly enough matching crockery. Through careful planning we managed to bag the hottest weekend of the year (we put in a special request to senior management), which made it feel even more special. And in addition to raising a load of cash for charity, we not only sold out at the innocent homemade cake and chutney stall, but our festival producer got so caught up in the moment that he proposed to his girlfriend live on stage. Weıre hoping this will become a bit of tradition, so if youıre planning on proposing weıd ask you to wait till next year. Iım sure sheıll understand.

If you came along weıd just like to say thanks so much for making it a special weekend and if you didnıt you can check out pictures on the site at www.fruitstock.com from Tuesday lunchtime, as long as you promise to come next year.

Because our Jon has been a good boy recently and has finished all his work on time, weıve allowed him to get a new toy. Itıs a little camera that we've set up in Fruit Towers that allows the world to see what goes on. This is, of course, hugely exciting; with highlights so far being Adam walking over to the toilets, Brett opening a packet of crisps and Richard creeping in after Brett has gone home to steal a couple of them. If you can take the pace then have a butchers at the best of them here. The camera is just on trial at the moment, if we connect it to the internet we'll be sure to let you know.

When we talk of new additions to Fruit Towers, weıre typically referring to people, but the latest new kid on the bloc is a guest cereal that Bronte has introduced to our mornings. Itıs a box of Cinnamon Grahams and is proving so popular in the mornings there have been reports of wranglings over the box and a denial of knowing where the spoons are. Unfortunately, the old favourite, Special K with Red Berries, is feeling a bit unloved at the moment, so weıd just like to take this opportunity to say that we donıt love it any less, itıs just that Cinnamon Grahams are different, thatıs all.

Old Adam shed a tear last week as he handed over the keys to the petty cash tin, which has kept him company on his desk ever since innocent started. The lovely Assia and Dan S have applied for joint custody, and have promised to make sure that we've got real money in there instead of lots of IOUs. So from now on, Richard will just have to make sure he saves his lunch money instead of spending it down the arcades on his way into work. The old bloke with the funny moustache that runs The Golden Horseshoe on Shepherds Bush green is said to be ‘very disappointed’.

We love festivals, and are still finding bits of grass in our shoes from fruitstock. We couldn't miss the chance to send our dancing grass van down to the V Festival in Chelmsford, where we set our posh parasols and innocent deck chairs up and got to meet lots of nice revellers. Perhaps they'd heard about our fascination with all things chicken, because by the end of the weekend, our van ended up being surrounded by chicken chow mein. We can only take this as a silent protest that we don't add chicken to our smoothies, but we won't give in.

We're quite open minded, liberal folk here at innocent, but even we blushed when we heard our drinks might be stocked in a lap-dancing club. As you can imagine, we've had a lot of male volunteers to go and help make sure our drinks are looked after correctly, which is very thoughtful indeed. The girls got equally excited when we found out our drinks would be stocked at Wood Hall Stud Farm. Unfortunately it's a home for our four-legged friends and not the likes of George Clooney or Justin Timberlake. Still, we've always wanted to be part of the Riders set, and there are a couple of boys who fancy themselves as Rupert Campbell-Black. So tell us which boy from the office you think should be bestowed with this part - answers to horsessweatandladiesglow@innocentdrinks.co.uk

We adore fruit here at innocent, but that doesn't mean to say that we don't like to give a whole lot of loving to vegetables.  To prove our love for all things green, we thought we'd help sponsor the fruit and veg section of some agricultural and horticultural shows.  Just recently, we were at the Glanton District Horticultural Industrial Society, the Gillingham & Shaftsbury Agricultural Show and the Long Sutton Annual Flower, Fruit, Vegetable & Craft shows.  The winners of their class got a special innocent rosette and we made some new friends who you can see here.  And if the prospect of winning first prize next year in the heavily contested onion category appeals, then it’s time to get planting.  (Don't forget to read the rules. Lots of onions were discounted for being presented on special onion ring stands and vertical vegetable displays.  Don't mess with the big pickle.)

We've all got lovely shiny new phones just recently, and you can often see people wandering around with their headsets on, trying to look busy by talking to themselves whilst strutting around the office.  Brontë, however, is the Keeper of the Bills, and she tells us off if we've been talking too much.  It turns out that Daisy is the new Fruit Towers heavyweight texter by sending 256 messages last month, whereas Richard limped in with just 4 texts.  Richard either likes to send deep and meaningful texts, hasn't got round to reading the manual yet, or he just doesn't have many friends.  You decide.

As you may remember, last week we asked which of our guys could take up the role of Rupert Campbell-Black, from Jilly Cooper's infamous 'Riders' novel.  There weren't many votes cast, but they count for a lot as far as their honour is concerned.  Paul, Simon and Adam all got a vote, with the latter getting a sympathy vote for losing his petty cash tin.  There can only be one winner, and that was Dan who romped home with 3 votes, but we reckon it was his "Bay City Roller haircut" (as described by one fan) which really swung it.  There have been rumours Simon was last seen at the barbers on Goldhawk Road with a photo of Donny Osmond, but this has not yet been confirmed.