Our weekly round-up of interesting and outlandish information, collected from the corners of the charity sector. 

Okay, so before we get cracking on this week’s Diary, let’s just clear up one point. None of the stories below are April Fool’s jokes. It shouldn’t really be necessary to tell people that sort of stuff, Diary feels but, well, you can judge for yourself.

Cod covered Bods

For a long time we’ve talked about taking social enterprise to scale, and here’s a perfect example. Fishlove.

This is an extraordinarily large and long-running campaign – turbot-charged, really – to prevent destructive fishing practices by persuading celebrities to pose naked with a presumably rather surprised fish. The fish is also naked, Diary supposes, so perhaps that’s okay. We feature one example above, but it’s impossible to do justice to the sheer variety of examples. This campaign, in short, is extraordinarily broad in the bream.

Anyway, WTF, we hear you say. That was pretty much how Diary felt, at first. But then, we decided, there’s a time and a plaice for everything. And after all, celebrities, living life in the goldfish bowl, must welcome some piscine company.

Enough from us, though. Please enjoy loads of pictures of celebs, with nothing but a cod to hide their cods, a bass to hide their ass, or a guppy to conceal their puppies.

Bang Aid… and other puns

A bunch of swingers are planning on holding an orgy over the May bank holiday to raise money for Macmillan Cancer Support.

Don't believe Diary - well, here it is. Writ large in not just one, but two of the UK's most well-trusted news sources!

Yep. Let that sink in. Let the taste of it linger on your palate; like rich, creamy butter or - considering the subject matter - luxuriate in it like a piping hot bath, drawn with sensual fragrant oils and rose-petals and all that other good stuff.

Apparently the party is being held at the “popular Eureka Naturist Spa Club in Kent,” and a ticket to this ‘good-causes good-time’ will cost £25 per punter, a fiver of which will go to the good people at Macmillan. In between all the… orgy stuff, there will also be a series of charity raffles, the proceeds of which will also go to Macmillan.

Oh and the sex club is located in the Pennis Woods. Pennis. Woods. Amongst all the, you know, proud, strong, towering, trees… in Pennis Woods.

This column was all set to demand a juicy comment from Macmillan about this. No limp obfuscations, its beneficiaries and supporters deserve to have a firm grip on this! Nothing but the turgid truth! No matter how long and hard Macmillan needs to look at itself.

Yet, at the last moment, Diary got sort-of nervous and, well, the whole thing ended up being a bit of a mess…

I’ve had trouble punctuating

So Bowel Cancer UK has rebranded. What’s interesting is that they were briefly going to be called Bowel Cancer: UK. Then it was Bowel Cancer UK again. Then Bowel Cancer: UK. Back and forth. They couldn’t decide.

But this is fitting, really. After all, they represent people who have trouble using colons.