I'm looking forward to phrases like 'historic lows' and 'shattering defeat'.

You can almost see the future inquiry into the miscarriages of justice it's going to cause.

Killed when his glorious, 'what could go wrong?' invasion of the Parthian Empire went disastrously tits up, IIRC.

IMO the most authentically British bit in it is that even though the world is absolutely wrecked and miserable, the King’s cavalry are still fannying about on horseback in the street wearing plumed golden helmets.

Do you remember on Usenet when people would post long, incoherent screeds about their deranged political beliefs? I strongly suspect he wrote half of them.

Also, instruments tuned with the knife were prone to cutting out.

Happy Birthday, young whipper-snapper.