Twinkle, twinkle ...

'Am I the star of your blog?' J asks in his usual self-effacing manner.

I give him a look.

'Well,' I reply after a moment to ponder a tactful response, quickly discarded in favour of the truth. 'I did try to elbow you into the sidelines, but that obviously didn't work, so (sigh) I suppose you must be.'

He smirks, pleased

He hasn't read it yet.