The wonderful Daily Mail

Dears I've been so saddened that once again the communists are spreading their depressingly dull rants about a British Institution which has gladdened the hearts of many a conservative lady such as myself in a vain attempt to bring us to our knees.

So I say loud and proud to the cynics and hairy layabouts out there, you will take our Daily Mail only from our cold dead hands.

The Daily Mail has for many a year led the way on truth and information in this country.

Whilst the exposed toes of the sandal wearing, tofu eating, poor people championing, "mate of a mate is something in the third sector" referencing, Guardian readers may curl in pleasure at some Gay marriage story this or Benefit scrounger story that; The Daily Mail has remained unyielding in its dogged pursuit of the truth and the light and the vulnerable and the unaware.

I'm now fully acquainted with the hundreds of potentially cancer causing dangers, which stalk my every waking hour, and fully abreast with which celebrity has let herself go in the cellulite department.

The daily antics of the Middletons, blushing bride,  pleasingly bottomed sister and middle class mother too. Speaking of stalked pregnancies how would I know who has bounced back from motherhood with a pleasingly flat stomach and who has tempted divorce-fate by venturing from the house make up free and bingo wings a dangle, without the Daily Mail and their long lenses?

Well the truth is dears I wouldn't and I'll tell you for why.

The Daily Mail is super-vigilant of many potential dangers so I don't have to be.

From, Gay lifestyles, to decent tax-payer immigrant supporting horror, through to fake wheelchair occupants. I'm up to speed, dears. I didn't see them unable to walk a few yards last summer. They were running and jumping and bouncing around no end for a gold medal, so they can jolly well earn their benefits and stack shelves in Poundland now, like some of the rest of us.

Why I wouldn't even understand that benefit dependence is a factor in murder, if it wasn't for the Daily Mail bringing me my news in a crisply framed headline and a woman judging online sidebar.

It's all there. Showbiz, make up tips, political news and many, many articles on how women have let themselves age, gained weight and caused the breakdown of society by not remaining at home to raise their offspring or indeed not having children at all, which is of course very wrong of them.

Then there are the columnists like dear Samantha Brick who many ugly women hate because she is so pretty and my own poster girl for the straight talking brigade, Melanie Phillips.
Dear Liz Jones too offers her eccentricity in a perfectly digestible way. She may have been known to purloin the contents of a spent prophylactic, but who hasn't dears?

At least she WANTED a baby. Unlike so many of these hirsute feminists who rant on about women's rights ad nauseum and who seem to be wanting to making abortion COMPULSORY.  No dears, feminism isn't for myself or my friends we'd much rather read the Daily Mail.

In conclusion I will leave you with an urgent plea for reason. Don't spend your day filling your head with liberal leftist nonsense and guff. Step away from that Guardian PUT DOWN THE DAILY MIRROR.

Especially ignore that hideous HUGH GRANT. What a huge disappointment he has turned out to be . He has turned his back on his own and sided with the bearded trots.  WELL GOOD RIDDANCE HUGH.

Embrace the good sense and PC free Daily Mail. Let your heart swell and imagine our rolling hills, close your eyes to the sound of a summers day on the cricket veranda, of smiling blue eyed, blonde haired children, of an England to be proud of. Mummy in the kitchen in her apron checking on Daddy's dinner as she dutifully awaits his return. Of the caravan club, and the WI and the cheerful bobby on the beat, playfully punching a scamp around the head for some misdemeanour.
People didn't care about human rights then, they were too busy earning a decent crust, drink driving with impunity and digging for Victory.

THOSE WERE THE DAYS and The Daily Mail just wants them back . Then know the enemies to this vision, this England, OUR ENGLAND ANDTHEY REMAIN VIGILENT!!!!!!

God bless the Daily Mail ignore your critics and detractors.

I've been reading you for years and it certainly hasn't done me any harm.

Stop bullying, Ian (Iain) Duncan Smith

It's a struggle being an internet sensation dears but I'm breaking away from my hectic schedule to share more of my thoughts. Here is my Question to all communists and whingers

Why on Earth is everyone being so horrible to lovely, Iain Duncan Smith.

I suppose common sense against the wall of hysterical nonsense is to be expected, as a TRUE BLUE conservative my hackles are raised and I’m wading into the fray. I’m a champion of truth and justice and irrespective of my own personal TORMENT, I heard the call for assistance so I’m coming dears.

Let’s leave aside for the moment that the poor man can’t spell his own name correctly and focus instead on a FANTASTIC interview he gave to the equally fantastic BBC news people  who quite rightly illustrated their own piece on benefit scroungers with a photo of hoodlums.

It maybe unpopular with namby pamby lefties but Ian (I’ve corrected for him) is absolutely correct. People who drain the decent, kind hearted, unselfish, right thinking, tax payers filled coffers of this great country such as my Tory husband, need to be reminded of a few FACTS.

And I’ll tell you for why

1)   Ian is a good person who is working hard (commuting from his £2million home which his father in law generously lent to him ) on this bank holiday not answering any questions about benefit changes affecting millions of people. Why should he it’s his DAY OFF.

2)   Everything is Labours fault. Poor people often vote Labour ergo Poor people caused the economic meltdown.

3)   I know of many many, rumours which have reached my ears of mansions and chauffeur driven limousines at tax payers expense. But the cabinet need those in order to TARGET THE POOR

4)   Poor people smell. Therefore what decent minded, nasally functional Minister for The Department of Work and Pensions would want to spend time in the company of those who will be challenging.

5)   Poor people often live in the North and in the Midlands.

6)   Disabled people are easier to attack as many of them fake things and even genuine ones can’t necessarily fight back. You do the maths dears.

To those who claim that this government is cynically targeting poor and sick and disabled people, populated as it is with highly educated privileged white men, making decisions for the rest of us , I say this.

They know best

Firstly and most importantly they are all men and secondly  they have been able to understand the challenges of poverty from the distance of wealth and therefore understand better. When it comes to poor people it's often better to view them from a distance I find.

 Ian himself has said he could live on £7 a day. Why on earth would anyone question that? I have absolutely no idea other than overt communism. 

What would some complaining harridan, raising 6 children alone, trying to decide between heating and eating, whilst she struggles to attend appointments for her chemotherapy and caring also for elderly relatives with dementia, know of the busy life of our leaders?

What on earth could she possibly know of how hard it is to struggle with real life problems like the 50 pence rate of tax, or the children's nanny suddenly announcing she has been asked to be maid of honour at her twin sisters wedding DURING WIMBLEDON FORTNIGHT? 

Nothing that’s what. She doesn’t have a clue.

She doesn't have a clue about the real problems faced by the the most marginalised group in our society, super rich people .

This is why I urge you all to join with me in thanking Ian Duncan Smith for being a dedicated champion of those who really need him now more than ever.

The rich.

It is them who need our understanding pity and help more than ever before. It’s the same as  the bankers who will flee our glorious shores if we expect them to act like the rest of us. A million pound bonus doesn’t go that far dears when you have overheads. But will you communists listen? No you will not.

As for those on benefits or whingeing about the spare room subsidy, I have (like dear, sensible and pretty Louise Mention) absolutely no pity at all.  My cleaner is often tired at the end of a 7 day week cleaning one of our houses. You will benefit from the break if you just LISTEN TO THE CONSERVATIVES

I simply don't see the problem.

Remember dears, if they have nothing, they have nothing to lose .

I'll leave you with a song which Amelia has internetted over to me. It's rare for the two of us to be in agreement on the issues of politics but she sent it with the words "here's one for you and all your mates" 

I can't make the film work , you all may have more luck with that, but as I sat here listening to his pure sweet voice soaring through our vestibule He reminded me so of Piers as a young chorister with his vision of a political future just a distant dream.

I'm sure you'll agree, the words were so inspirational.

I'd never heard it before but it's a rather wonderful song of hope for the future. Most importantly In my humble opinion, it sends a clear message echoing the aspiration that many in the cabinet talk of so often.

Kathleen is a fat-calfed WHORE

My dears I take pen in hand to bring to you a story of horror and woe so deep so incalculable that I’m all of a tremble.

It can best be summed up thus, MY LIFE IS OVER.

Piers my one true love, my Lord of Loveland, my bastion of succour, my dream boat of the Cuddling Line, has been bedazzled and enchanted by the whore of Babylon. His assistant, Kathleen.

It was Sunday last as I was viewing the spectacle of dear Boris being horribly harangued by that Eddie Mair, though the serving hatch,  that my world as I knew it shattered.

He came in to the kitchen, sat at the banquette asked where his fungal foot-cream was then said the words that will remain burned into my heart FOREVER.

He said.  “Kathleen thinks she’s pregnant so I’m off”

Then pausing only to attach our two-berth caravan, The Happy Wanderer, to the Range Rover he was gone.

This is entirely that she witches fault. She has ensnared, she has charmed, she has purloined my HUSBAND.

I will not deny my own culpability.

The ways of the front bottom have always been and will remain a mystery to me. But my union with Piers has always been of the cerebral kind. I often feel that we are modelled on the traditional form of marital union. Like the Thatchers, Dennis and Maggie or their American friends The Reagans,  Sid and Nancy.  

I’m not like the young women of today who are tattooed this and pierced that and speak of the ways of love with a familiarity and confidence, which I find frankly terrifying in all its graphic complexity.

It’s pre-marital cunnilingus, right left and centre these days and it’s wrong.

No it is as a mother and devoted wife that I view the future as a single parent with much trepidation. I cannot believe that, that northern hell-whore thinks nothing of our little ones.  Our son Tarquin has been at my side throughout and I suppose Amelia has tried to help a bit. I could have done without Tarquin’s friend Eileen wafting incense and babbling mantra’s but fumigating our home after she left , has at least given me a distraction from my torment.

I do not blame Piers, dears and I hope you don’t either.

And I’ll tell you for why.

Men are but as slaves to their urges and baser desires and so I fully understand that he was unable to contain himself once SHE had a firm grasp of his primordial desires.

BUT A PREGNANCY? Fortunately this has proved to be nothing more than a ruse as a contact in the local chemist has tipped me the wink on that one. I name no names but let us leave it with the news that a prescription has very recently been filled of the contraception description.

I send my last word to Piers.

“Pumpkin patch I plead with you to return. I forgive you and know that we have a bond, which is stronger than mere bedroom fumblings. I blame myself and I blame the hell whore but I do not blame you. Also according to my contact in the chemist you will need to dip your peeny-weeny in disinfectant, as I gather Kathleen has pubic lice.

All my love from your, understanding, FORGIVING and devoted wife Abishag Mountable”

My grueling interview with the head of the Human Atheists Andrew Copson

As I’m a very broad-minded Christian lady and although I don’t have time to go to church myself, I’m very keen to understand why anyone would choose not to benefit from the love of our saviour.

I’m well known for being kind and considerate and I endeavor to remain at all times open minded and keen to learn, so I spoke recently to the head of the Human Atheists cult, Andrew Copson to find out more about their ways and beliefs.


Hello Andrew please could you state your full name for the record?

Andrew Copson

Thank you we will begin gently with a light question to put you at your ease. Is that all right with you?

Go ahead.

What is your favourite flavour of ice cream, why do you hate God and why are you trying to ban religion?

I don't hate god because I don't believe that such a thing exists, though I don't like what the idea of god makes some people do. I don't want to ban religion, though I do want to end the discrimination and privilege that many religions perpetrate and which the law in the UK currently allows. My favourite ice cream is cherry and chocolate.

Why do you want to destroy the institution of marriage by calling for equal marriage? It is already equal as it is open to both ladies and men, who are quite at liberty to marry one another. Also I’m married so that must mean that you hate myself and my husband. WHY DO YOU HATE MYSELF AND MY HUSBAND ANDREW?

I'm sure your husband is a perfectly charming, civilized and long-suffering man. The argument for equal marriage is simple. (1) Gay and bisexual people should not be discriminated against in access to human and civil rights. (2) The right to enter into a legal marriage is a civil right. (3) The right to legal recognition for your marriage should therefore be extended to same-sex couples. Rather than destroy the institution of marriage such a reform would strengthen it, by making it more relevant to our more tolerant and open society.

Why are you trying to ban Christmas? Does that not, by extension mean that your organization hates love and family and presents?

I love Christmas. Not just because I love spending time with my family and giving presents, though I do, but because I think it's good to have a moment in the year when you take a step back, rest, and in the depths of winter, remember that we are halfway through it and that there is light and warmth in the world. That is the purpose of mid-winter festivals all over the word and was the purpose of them long before Christianity co-opted it and called it Christmas.




Can we address the fact that you are trying to ban the Boy Scout Movement. Brownie movement and Girl Guide movement. I myself was a sixer, and my husband Piers was very fond of his woggle Andrew, so I ask you this .Why? YES OR NO.

Both the Scouts and Guides say they want to be inclusive of all young people. A majority of young people are not religious and a very large number don't believe in any gods. By making and oath or a promise to god compulsory, any organization is clearly not inclusive. If they want to be inclusive, they have to let in non-religious young people join.

Human Atheists claim that they don’t believe in God, Surely by choosing not to believe in God you are believing that He exists?

Firstly, you can't just 'choose' what to believe exists. If you think something might exist you go me look for evidence that it does. If you find such evidence, it's a good provisional conclusion that the thing in question exists. I can't see any good evidence to believe in and god, so I don't. 

Michael Gove recently decided that he was introducing the teaching of The Theory of Evolution by known crackpot Charles Darwin to primary schools. How can you support this? Aren’t children deserving of our love and protection rather than being taught fairy tales and rumour?

In their science lessons, children should be taught ideas that have been subject to scientific investigation and have known validity as a result. Evolution is one such idea. It is foundational to modern biology and if our children don't learn it, they will be justifiably thought ignorant in the eyes of the world and embarrassingly so.

In terms of aggressive human atheists Andrew, none is more sneakily aggressive than the well-known quiet explainer Professor Richard Dawkins. He may use measured tones and well thought out reasoned argument, but it’s simply a ruse Andrew. As you adopt the same approach please explain why we should listen to this offensive nonsense?

I don't mind whether you listen or not. But I do think that reasoned argument, good manners and an open approach are a good way to conduct discussions in a civilized society. I hope you come to think so too.

Why do you want to ban the wearing of crucifixes? This is clearly oppressing and offending many people. Why?

I don't want to ban the wearing of religious symbols but there are some circumstances where the wearing of them might conflict with an obligation of employment or affect the rights of others, and then we need to balance rights. An example is a primary school teacher who wants to wear a burqa. This would clearly interfere with her ability to do her job and the right of children to education.

Another example is a nurse who wants to wear a cross on a chain when working on wards. If it dangles in a way that might interfere with his duties, then it is reasonable to ask him to tuck it away or wear it on a pin instead. If a therapist working with people traumatized by clerical sex abuse wants to wear a visible crucifix, we might say that was inappropriate and insensitive or damaging to her vulnerable clients and say she could not do so.

You seem to have many supporters in the “show business community” can we understand from this that human Atheists have infiltrated every level of society to a TERRIFYING degree?

You can if you want to. Or you could take it as an indication that more and more people in every sphere of life are seeing the benefits of standing up for values and meaning in the here and now, a more humane approach to ethics, and a more open and fair society for all. I welcome that, perhaps some people may find it terrifying and I'm sorry that you do. But the right approach to fear is not to let it turn into anger and hate, but to be brave. If we are afraid because we feel in danger, we must be rational, cultivate a disinterested perspective from which to assess the real threat.  If we are afraid because we do not understand something, we must have intellectual courage: be brave enough to explore and be curious.

If we are afraid of someone because we do not know them, we must take a leap and try to know them: be brave enough to understand them, try to use our empathy and imaginative sympathy. 

Maybe you could try that?

My Piers and sad perverts.

I see the issue of banter in word and deed, otherwise known as, so called, work based, sexual harassment has raised it's head in the news again. 

The time has come for me to speak on this issue as there are several girls utterly missing the point on this issue.

Let’s leave aside the career girls, in this for a moment and concentrate on the main point, which is being entirely overlooked once again in the rush to blame the boys.

The shrill seekers are silencing the point, and I’ll tell you for why.

If a powerful man makes his amorous intentions apparent to you girls, it’s a compliment.

I’ve lost count of the number of times some screeching volunteer has cornered me at a fundraiser and harangued me about my husband simply being friendly. I say to them, as I say to you now. Stop over reacting.

I’m tired of seeing the best of British traditions being lost in the melee. From seaside sauciness such as page 3, to humourless misunderstandings at conferences, the age old tradition of good old British banter is turning the flattering attentions of those more powerful than us, into the pathetic predatory fumbling of desperate bullies. I mean honestly.

As a girl growing up, I grew to understand that my role as a woman in the workplace was to struggle and wrestle with the best of them.

I remember as a single girl applying for a secretarial role in an office full to bursting with boys. They were looking for a dolly bird with a sense of humour and they got one.

I didn’t fret and moan over every bottom pinch, or every compliment about my curves and attributes, because the main thing was to have a laugh and we certainly had a laugh back in the good old days before Channel 4 made everything a criminal offence.

Ladies crying foul these days are simply moving the legitimate goalposts. It’s sexism against men once again, pure and simple.

Get a thicker skin and a sense of humour is my advice girls. If men are carrying these responsibilities and need to let off steam, stop attempting to quash their human right to express themselves. Be grateful for the fact that you have caught their eye and be quiet.

And as for those wishing to pursue a career in the world of men, not that I approve of our married ladies, with school aged children doing this, but I give you fair warning that any girl attempting to do so without understanding the basic urges of men is making a colossal mistake. I mean who wants to look up from their desks on any given day to find some hatchet faced moaner unable to take a joke, bearing down on them with the head of HR in tow?

No one that's who.

Piers is again facing an investigation for humorously exposing himself at the Christmas party. The girl in question is an attention seeker, nothing more or less. She may, like the many before her, be hell bent on ruining an illustrious career but she will not win. If as a joke he grabbed her breasts and quacked like a duck, whilst he shouted "Free my wee willy winky" then the correct response is to giggle, not phone the police.

He simply will not stand for any injustice. Take for example his pornography investigation, which he and his assistant Kathleen have been engaged in for months. They have spent many, many nights holed up in a local hotel sifting through the evidence.

They are also planning a trip away to investigate the issue further afield. The council have agreed to continue to fund this by closing a day centre for the elderly which is a justifiable sacrifice Piers is prepared to make.

When it comes to dedication on the issue of perversion, no one is more dedicated than Piers. We were crossing the high street last week when one grateful pensioner shouted “Get stuffed, pervert”

So the message of collective gratitude as to his continued effort, is definitely getting through.

I will Stand by My Man and remind him once again that it’s simply PC gone mad. Because it is!

Not that you can say mad these days.

A few thoughts on parenting

The glorious John Humphries, whose dulcet tones certainly gets my blood pumping to the necessary places every morning, has spoken well on Radio 4 this morning about reading to children.

He quite rightly made the point that Daddies reading to their little ones, is the job best suited to Mummies. As he said children’s books ‘are not challenging enough’ for men to be expected to read.

Now before the feminists start their shrill rantings about men versus women. I say this.  "Shush! Your time would be far better spent getting a make over".

Girls, I assure you there is no need to make yourselves feel all worked up. If the good Lord had wanted Daddies to read to children he would have made books a bit more complicated.

My own husband Piers shouldn’t be expected to return home from a hard day at the council evicting travellers, only to be forced to mumble his way through Harry Potter this or Enid Blyton that.

We girls having spent the day making our homes as beautiful and welcoming as can be for hubby, must also make it a haven from his stress and worry. Hubby carries a huge burden of responsibility and we must lessen that burden not increase it.

If you choose to have children you mustn’t expect to stand red faced and whining and demanding help. It’s our job girls.

I’m fairly sure that along with letting ourselves go, getting a job and the suchlike, neglecting hubby's needs accounts for the rise in the divorce rate.

I hardly expect that in the Cameron home David would welcome returning from a hard day of Fiscal Stimulus, only for Sam Cam to pack him off upstairs armed with his Skulduggery Pleasant, whilst she settles on the chaise longue, feet up, mule slippers off, flicking her way through Fifty Shades of Grey.

No she would not and I’ll tell you for why.

Samantha Cameron understands the role she has embraced. Devoted wife, doting mother and Britain, as a country, is the better for it. 
I like to imagine that of an evening, after the little ones are settled in their beds, Samantha and David chat about his day, as they should. Perhaps Sam massages his feet, their eyes will lock and they know exactly what they need to lift the weight of the world from his shoulders. 

A quick round of UNO.

I hardly think any right-minded man would expect to bring home the bacon, cook it himself and battle his right-minded feelings of emasculated resentment, as his wife reads aloud from some awful screeching feminist tome.

If I wanted to reflect on the type of liberal left wing co-parenting, which causes the fabric of Society to tremble, I have only to consider the former incumbents of No 10.

I tell you the Browns are definite NOT my role models with their  leftist-isms. I see they are now supporting charities which bring education to girls in the wider world.

Well that tells you everything there is to know about THEM.

I will now share with you the story of my friend Caroline Deplock.

She told me this in confidence but it is for the greater good that I break that confidence and share it with you, as I feel we can all learn a good lesson from her self induced misfortunes. 
If it raises a smile along the way, or if our young ladies can see it for the warning portent of doom it truly is, then all the better.

Caroline got a job as something or other in media, insisted on shared parenting, gained four stone in twelve years of marriage; ended up joining The Green Party and getting her nose pierced.

She and Duncan are now divorced. Duncan stoically remonstrated and many was the time that we all giggled along as he rightly put her straight on her odd views, which embarrasingly she shared in front of guests. 

He was often to be seen gently reminding her in a room full of their closest friends how she had gained too much weight, how she was was neglecting herself and him, but no matter how many jokes he made or how many verses of "Who let the dogs out" he sang, the foolish woman would just burst into tears.

That sort of emotional manipulation and victimhood just makes me tired frankly.

She may claim she "simply couldn't stand his sexist crap anymore", but I think we all know who was being the real sexist there Caroline.

I’m sure you’ll agree with me that that tale sends shivers down the spine.

In conclusion I’ll leave you with this advice. (People say that unsolicited advice is always perceived as criticism, but one just assumes they are jealous. I'm merely sharing my wisdom of the years I have lived, truly understanding what really counts. If they are too stupid to see that it's hardly my fault)

Ignore this, my call for good sense, at your peril girls, lest you find yourselves sometime in the not too distant future, carrying a placard in some god forsaken march for "rights", whilst your neglected soul mate busies himself with a woman, who knows her place.

Here is my favourite tune. It reminds me of a wonderful ferry crossing Piers and I took to Calais many years ago. I sang it to him at our last wedding anniversary and his close friend and work assistant Kathleen, movingly commented after I finished singing, that Piers is always telling her how much I go on. 

Ricky Gervais

The so called comedian Ricky Gervais, who I'm told is constantly mocking wheelchair bound "people" is at it again with a new documentary series called Derek, where he is laughing at "the mentally" disabled and old people.

I read that he has also used a large amount of music very offensively and I gather he has done so very, very wrongly.

These are all valid reasons not to like the show or the man.

Everything I have ever read about Ricky Gervais in The Daily Mail confirms my worst suspicions and I have absolutely no intentions of ever watching his type of so called comedy documentary programme.

I have it on very good authority from my cleaner, that he kept a dwarf actor captive in his home and forced him to dress up as a frog for his own amusement. He then cruelly featured this poor man in another of his vicious documentaries.

 I have to tell you now she thought the whole sorry spectacle amusing. She has insisted to me that this show was his concept and she said that the actor, Ewok Davis took the idea to Ricky Gervais and that "it was brilliant"

Clearly I haven't watched this show either but I can only assume that this poor soul was drugged and suffered unthinkable abuse during his forced involvement, too numerous and depraved to calculate and is experiencing a form of Stockholm Syndrome in interviews, where he speaks positively about Ricky Gervais .

People like my cleaner might think comedy is funny, but the joke is on them.

I haven't seen the latest show from Ricky Gervais but I have spoken to several friends, and they all tell me that once again, this man is mocking the elderly and being cruel. I've been told that at various points in the show old people are made to sit in chairs, dance, listen to rap music, interact with animals, travel on minibuses and suffer other humiliating and demeaning activities which should have Age Concern's bells ringing.

There is also a scene involving the licking of a toad, which I assume to be some kind of disgusting and childish euphemism.

I doubt very much that these incapable "adults" lived through a war only to be forced to perform in this freak "show" to a viewing public numbering millions. Is there no new low to which this comedian will not sink?

I think he should go back to working in that office where the BBC found him, as this is precisely the problem with reality television turning people into stars.

This comes as absolutely no surprise to me whatsoever and I'll tell you for why. He is and always will be an atheist. If you don't walk with the love of the lord in your heart it's absolutely no surprise to me that you have no pity for cripples. I'm always rattling a tin for unfortunate people.

As we know I am on Twitter and I see that he has gained many millions of followers.

I know of at least twenty people on Twitter who can't stand the man, or his so called comedy and they shouldn't be ignored. Some also seem to be in the entertainment industry so they have a clear reason to fully appreciate what is wrong with Ricky Gervais having a successful career.

All I can say is that these people following him on Twitter are clearly morons. Many million morons, compared to the handful of right thinking, god fearing, comedy loving, truth telling, bigotry exposing, sensibly thinking, friends I have yet to meet.

Although the odds are weighted against these fearless champions of comedy justice they are vocal and brave.

I'm completely comfortable with that.

Fortunately some of these right minded people also follow Ricky Gervais on the Twitter, so that they can keep a close eye on what he is saying every single day.Then they all tell him exactly what they think of him, sensibly using an anonymous name.

Also some plucky youngsters have gathered together on comedy discussion websites to decry this man's vileness and to explain properly how good comedy should be written. They are not fooled by his numerous awards, which they rightly say are undeserved.

They are not doing this for trophies, so it's good that they haven't got any. No, they are doing this simply for the love of comedy and honesty.

I must address one myth which is circulating. Those people who are decrying Ricky Gervais are not bitter or jealous in anyway they are simply speaking out for "the" disabled and old people who they clearly care for very deeply and with total understanding, as I myself do, do.

They have been trying to make their message heard for several years now and if they've recently seen disability issues as another string to their violin of truth and as a platform to decry this man, then GOOD FOR THEM.

I also asked around at my swimming club, the church jumble sale and in the post office and I can tell you that no one else had seen the programme either and they all absolutely agreed with me that it was mocking and cruel and awful.

I took to the high street and did some research. Of the 100 people I spoke to several of them had these things to say:

"Ricky Gervais is exactly what is wrong with this country today. If I had my way Jeremy Clarkson would be the controller of the BBC"

"Ricky Gervais may be a Hollywood star but I see nothing funny about the council insisting on fortnightly bin collections"

"Ricky Gervais looks like my next door neighbour and I don't like my next door neighbour"

I think people like this so called comedian should be banned from the television, the wireless and  Twitter. He should be held up to pubic ridicule strapped to a pit pony and forced into the mines.

Perhaps if he worked for a living instead of spending every waking moment lowering standards and upsetting decent, god fearing people he would learn a valuable lesson.

He needs to remember one thing above all others and it's this  "We're not watching your programme Mr Gervais and we're not laughing. Even if we are watching, we are only doing so because we don't like your comedy, we don't like you and we don't like your taste in "music."

Make no mistake I haven't watched it and I definitely don't like it, I think it's obvious who is the winner here.