As far as I can see, what we have here is a posh boy with a stupid made up name, a grin that makes my fists itch, comedy facial hair that a student would reject as pathetic and an inability to be funny.
What, exactly, is he for?
What does he do that is remotely positive, life affirming, constructive or amusing, apart from look smug on the kind of television programs that make me want to strap grenades to myself, invade television centre and demand the return of my licence fee.
I’ve seen dead badgers, bloated and rolling around the hard shoulder that have made more of a contribution to human happiness than this smug, self satisfied waste of a potentially below average local radio presenter.
If anyone can point me in the direction of an example of his work that makes me laugh, I will withdraw the above remarks and buy said poster a pint.