Red Nose, my arse!

Yes, it's Red Nose Day and as you might gather from the picture above, I am not a fan.

Frankly, the whole thing leaves me cold. Not only am I suffering from charity overload (Christchurch appeal, Japan, etc etc) but I just don't find it funny. Last year I wrote a piece called "Are you 'avin' a larf?" about the declines in comedy. I've not changed my views.

Tonight we will be subjected to yet another load of purile crap on the telly urging us to give our hard earned dosh away to a load of third world dictators all in the name of helping people whose own governments are too corrupt to help them in the first place.

As we have seen from the uprisings in northern Africa lately, people are at last beginning to realise what has been going on and have had enough of it. This, in my view, has got to be a good thing for the local populations. Far better, anyway, than being patronised by a bunch of so called funny people.

On a personal note, a few years ago I was doing a contract job for the Post Office. On Red Nose Day, I was accosted by a bunch of the permanent staff - who should have been working? - standing outside the entrance to the offices and refusing to let anyone in who did not put £5 in their bucket.

I told them to fuck off then, and I will be doing the same today...