Media

Dear Deirdre, I hate the BBC so much I might have f**ked my newspaper

I RAN a story about my pet hate that may or may not be true and now I might lose everything. What should I do?

Does anyone else feel like their bloodlust isn’t sated?

HAS anyone else got this restless, unsatisfied feeling, like they were all ready for a public disembowelment and the victim never turned up?

BBC broadcasts Brexiter Question Time live from 2016

THE BBC has broadcast a special edition of Question Time with an all-Brexiter audience live from the year 2016.

The time I tried contraception: Boris Johnson's next Daily Mail column

SEX! There, I’ve got your attention. Sex! We’ve all done it. Or had it done to you, if you’re a woman. Some of you have had it done to you by me. Quite a few, in fact.

Thanks for doing a horrible little countdown, world tells media

THE world has thanked the media for keeping them fully up to date with an unpleasant and exploitative countdown.

GB News presenters in the order you'd have sex with them

IN an admittedly unlikely scenario, you might have to shag all the presenters on GB News. So what order would you do them in, and is there any way to minimise the trauma? Let’s find out.

Celebrity's child resembles them, and five other astonishing Mail Online revelations

THE internet is infinite but that doesn’t stop the Mail Online being determined to completely fill it with utter bollocks. Like this.

'Humanity near extinction' and 'Why are avocados either underripe or overripe?': Five awkwardly paired Guardian articles

DO you sometimes feel the Guardian’s hard news jars with its endless lifestyle wank? Let’s sample a selection. 

A £3,000 handbag, and other things Sunday supplements think are perfectly normal

WHAT do you mean, £3,000 for a handbag seems a bit steep? It’s perfectly normal in the world of a Sunday supplement, as are these other items.

How to gaze down at the ruins of your own blasted genitalia, by BBC chairman Richard Sharp

VERY few people know what it’s like to look down and see your own genitals in irrevocable ruin. Largely it’s men at war and, after this weekend, me.