Hoorah for Caitlin Moran and Brangelina

I’ve had a little time to go poking about on the galactic interweb today.  I was looking for some of my famous non-news stories to write blogs about for your and my amusement.  Luckily for me, given that it’s now twenty past eight in the evening, there are pools of wet towels all over the landing and the kitchen looks like a bomb, albeit a bomb made entirely of sausage and mash, has exploded in it, someone else has done it first.  This means I can do a cunning link to her article, tell you how brilliant it is, and slope off to watch Location Location Location before anyone finds out.  You can hardly see the join the plan is so perfect.

Caitlin Moran is a columnist for the Times.  I would quite like her job.  It seems to be her musing about the sort of non-news style events that I find amusing, interesting and slightly baffling.  Rest assured, as I have no desire to have a real job, she won’t have to spend the next six months frisking boxes of Shreddies for razor blades or tiny bombs made of sharpened twigs.  Plus, as far as I’m concerned, the more amusing people out there in the world filling the newspapers with entertainment rather than dreary stories about how if you venture three millimetres from your own doorstep someone is likely to hammer you to death with a sharpened shoe, the better a place the world will be.

Here is the article that made me laugh so much.  I liked it so much I read it twice.  If you do not like it however do not blame me, as I am not about to give you your money back, or set my personal TARDIS to give you back the five minutes of your life you have wasted.

If you do like it, I also suggest reading the comments on the bottom of the page from other readers.  There are a few rather strange people who most joyously for me, read it as if it were actually a piece of serious news and seemed to get their knickers in an unholy knot about it.  This was almost as fantastic as the piece itself.  It is sometimes a great comfort to know that there are still people out there who we can point and laugh at for being total twits, even in these days of wall to wall danger and sharpened shoes.  Hoorah!