Dragons' Den takes off with a human cannonball

A human cannonball! Yes, this is exactly what has been missing from Dragons' Den.

I loved Rodrigo and the romantic story of how he met his wife Lois when he flew into her arms in a Mexican circus.

And I loved him even more when he refused to tell the dragons how his cannon worked, because of the 'human cannonball code'.

What a shame they didn't invest in him. Or, at the very least, say 'you're fired' instead of 'I'm out'.

The new series of Dragons' Den kicked off in fine style, with new dragon Hilary Devey breathing fire and new life into the den.

I interviewed her last week (here's more) and found her funny and not too scary, but I'm glad I didn't fail to provide her with basic information and be on the receiving end of her icy glare and angry jibes.

Or be told "You would make my foot itch, mate!". The fact I have no idea what that means makes it more terrifying.

It was only when watching the show that I realised I'd been pronouncing her name wrong for weeks, calling her (to myself and colleagues, thankfully not to her face) Hilary Dee-vee, when in fact it's De-Vay.

She was a lot more fun on the show than Duncan Bannatyne, who is grumpier than ever. He accused one poor girl of killing Santa Claus, and to really rub it in, called her idea "terrible, terrible, terrible - it's horrible". Don't mince your words, Duncan.

Then he threw a childish strop when the solar panel man didn't immediately accept his offer.

But he reached new heights of irritability when a woman came on with her oven glove that she, rather cleverly I thought, called a Gloven.

He told her she couldn't call it that because her product wasn't a cross between an oven and glove, like a spork (spoon and fork).

Come on Duncs, lighten up!