10. Watch the satellite channel 'UK Knitting Gold' all day long.
9. Shave your testicles and make a nice Ivan Campo wig from the offcuts
8. Discover your inner-vegan. Throw all your meat and dairy products in the bin and experience a really exciting month of eating nothing but mung bean salads and cauilflower and walnut soup.
7. Start watching cricket. It is the worst sport known to man but you will be asleep in no time.
6. Become a music industry impressario and start your own boy-band. Simply advertise for 5 supple & good-looking young boy (whilst attempting to convince your mates you haven't suddenly turned homosexual) and make sure you include the token handsome bastard and the token chubster who can't dance but can knock out a hell of a pop tune. Then watch the millions roll in.
5. Retire from your everyday job and spend your days writing sarcastic comments on someone's Catflap blog, even though your total football knowledge could be written on the back of a gnat's chuff.
4. Audition for the next series of Big Brother. Concerned that you're just a little too normal to get in there? Then simply pretend you're either:
a) A pneumatic blonde trollope who happens to think that the Andes are at the end of the Wristys
b) A militant black guy who likes gangster rap
c) A rampaging O.T.T. homosexual
d) A BNP member with ridiculously extreme views on the current state of the UK, all obviously brought about by illegal immigrants.
3. Ape David Blane and spend the entire month suspended above your home town's leisure centre in a glass box.
2. Become a celebrity stalker. Potential 'victims' I'd personally suggest include Richard Arnold, Victoria Beckham, Jeremy Kyle and Heather Mills.
1. Run for the American presidency. It won't be long before some redneck fruitcake takes a pot-shot at Barack and that will be the perfect opportunity for an everyman English bloke to slip into the hotseat without the Yanks realising the new president is wearing an England away shirt with 'Rooney' stamped on the back.