26. Add a humanitarian aid charity to my monthly donations

I just seem to be giving money away at the moment. To mark World Water Day, I've added WaterAid to the handful of charities I give a little something each month. Although I thought about organisations such as Oxfam and Medecins Sans Frontieres, it seems to me that without clean water everything else is pretty much irrelevant. According to the charity, over a billion people do not have access to safe water and over two and a half billion people in the world lack adequate sanitation. If a fiver a month can help that just a little, this 101 thing will have been worth it.

I've also slightly tweaked one of the other tasks. No 12 "Watch all the DVDs I own but haven't watched" becomes "Watch 50 DVDs I... yadda yadda yadda", because having bought a few more in the last month, this one just had Greek mythology written all over it.

36 & 37. Convert shrapnel mountain and give 50% away

This was harder than it should have been.

Not since 1998 have I cashed in my mountain of coppers and silver which means I've dragged piles from house to house - four major moves, by my calculation.

But for anyone else wishing to trade in their loose change, my advice is to be aware of how the banking industry works before spending about six hours coppering up. Apparently it all needs to be contained in their special bags and there's a limit on how many each branch will change in a single day.

Having put all my coppers in big bags, I didn't fancy spending another day breaking them down. So off to the commercial money-guzzler at a local supermarket, which takes a modest cut for counting your cash.

If the machine is to be believed, I fed it 599 five pence pieces, 1,120 tuppences and 2081 pennies, amounting to £73.16. When you consider how much metal that is, you'll appreciate that the physical effort involved in getting it there by public transport was not inconsiderable.

After the sugar money for the machine (£5.78 - could have been worse, could have been better, but that's the price one pays for poor planning and convenience), I took home £67.38.

Thirty-five quid of this promptly went to Unicef's East African famine appeal. I had been meaning to donate to the international Niger effort last summer but that appeal appears to be winding down, so Kenya and the Horn assuage my guilt a little, and I can cross two things off the list at once.

4. Classic novel No 1 - The Catcher in the Rye

If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is why I chose to read this book now, and where I got it, and why I hadn't read it before, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don't feel like going into it.

I'd had this book by old Salinger lying around for about a thousand years and I thought it was about time I read it. I mean because I liked the other one that old Salinger did - Franny and Zooey, I was crazy about that book, old Franny, old Zooey - I just felt I'd like this one too.

There's a reason people read this book in their teens.

If you want to know the truth I was just waiting for something interesting to happen or a swell character to come along, some great universal truth to be expounded in a classic piece of writing. But they never did.

It's nice and all - I'm not saying that - but it's also irritating as hell. Pretty soon it became clear that old Caulfield was just another typical teenage boy, with the biggest problems in the world and misunderstood by everyone. I read it anyway though.

But old Caulfield would just go on about how much he smoked and how much he drank and how he didn't really like these swell girls even though they were okay to horse around and get sexy with. He thought he was a man of the world but old Caulfield was just another nervous adolescent. All mouth and no trousers. That damn near killed me, I swear to God.

And don't even mention the movies. Old Caulfield spent so much time complaining about the movies. I hardly ever liked it when he did. Except this one bit when he was talking about newsreels.

"Newsreels. Christ almighty. There's always a dumb horse race, and some dame breaking a bottle over a ship, and a chimpanzee riding a goddam bicycle with pants on."

That killed me, it really did.

11. Organise my DVDs into some kind of comprehensible system

Hardly the most exciting thing on the list, but an important one that's been put off far too long. For those interested, the movies are alphabetised by title, as are the TV and comedy DVDs, and then there's a separate section for Coen Brothers films.

Upsides of this, I'll be able to find any movie I want to watch or lend much more easily, plus I realise quite how DVDs have been out on loan for a very long time. Downside, it seems a little sad and anal. Still, everything has its price.

In addition to this item, I've set several other, slightly bigger wheels in motion, as highlighted in orange.

Oh, and if anyone wants to suggest pre- and post-war classics or biographies I should read, feel free to chip in. The only authors to which I'm already committed are Orwell and possibly Dickens or Eyre.