To Whom It May Concern

Despite the Buggles exclamations to the contrary, video didn’t kill the radio star. The idea that technological advances will wipe out traditional media is pure bunkum - a case in point is Miss O. Dear, a blogger who mixes tradition and technology thrice weekly. 

Not for O Dear the Youtube vid or the instnt grtfction f txting, instead she favours the ancient form of letters, dispatched with passive aggressive candour to all and sundry – weather men, toothpaste companies and tall people to name but a few – and then uploaded onto her website. 

Reading her missives, it seems you don’t want to be standing in the fire line when O’s pen slips from passive to aggressive. Her epistle to Alarmist Weathermen who give inaccurate forecasts pulls no punches: ‘Next time I’m going to find you. And when I do, I’m going to beat you with your little clickers until you bleed.’ 

Hammond Heaven

The cat may have nine lives but the Hamster has at least two. We’re not talking furry rodents here either. Following last year’s 280 mile an hour jet powered smash, Top Gear’s Richard Hammond has now been dubbed the luckiest man alive. None are more grateful than the army of female followers to be found congregating at Hammond Heaven – his dedicated online message board. In fact, so glad were they to see the Hamster back in business, they produced a special prayer.

Our Richard, Which art on Top Gear,
Hammond be thy name,
Thy girlies come, thy will be done
On earth as they are in Heaven.
Give us this day our DB9,
And forgive us our Smart cars,
And lead us not into James May,
But deliver us from Clarkson,
For thine is the Charger, the dogs and the bright shirts,
For ever and ever, Amen.

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