It's not as unrelentingly awful as the Mariah Carey Christmas album, but that's not saying much.

Console yourself with this. You work hard so that Tutu can have a better life.

It does seem devious, I agree. I think Roberts must have been rather out of his depth on that occasion.

Ah yes, Mr Roberts, who was Billy the Kid or Jesse James depending on who he was talking to at the time.

One of Karloff's better ones, although it still has the myth about the lights dimming. That doesn't happen.

Not very crafty, is he?

Austen bored me almost to distraction, if I'm honest. In fairness, that may have been because studying her was compulsory as was trying to decipher Chaucer in the original English.

High marketing levy as in 'pay to play'?

Quite a dramatic end, to be fair. Fatally stabbed by failed actor Richard Archer Prince on December 16, 1897. Prince was found guilty but insane and died in Broadmoor Criminal Lunatic Asylum in January, 1937.

Then you must add at least one bag of tears, human. They didn't drag themselves out of bed at 3am and ruin your sleep just to be disappointed.

Look like a bunch of pound shop Blackshirts.