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Oh dear, he’s not happy at all, is he? No no no. Apparently he had to hold himself back from getting up and hitting Simon Amstell on Never Mind The Buzzcocks, but instead he did the decent thing and left.

This, from today’s Sun:
“Obviously I didn’t want to resort to those sorts of things, so I just had to remove myself from the situation.

If I’d had to look at his snotty little public schoolboy failed-career face, I would have hit him. He’s got no charm.”

Interesting. Let’s take a couple of those points one-by-one, shall we? We shall.

1) “…public schoolboy…” Nope, according to Wikipedia, Simon went to Beal High School in Ilford, which is a Community (state) school. Is he having a go at Simon for being posh? One would hope not, as that would create a pot/kettle situation, for as Wikipedia once again informs us: “Preston is directly descended from British Prime Minister Charles Grey, 2nd Earl Grey.”

2) “…no charm.” That one’s subjective, but he’s certainly popular on the TV and taking over from Mark Lamarr in the NMTB seat would almost certainly, one would think, require a modicum of charm to survive in the job.

3) “…failed-career…” Um, well… some would say that if you compared two people, one of whom presents one of the country’s most popular and acerbic TV quiz shows, and the other goes on Sleb Big Brother basically to promote his band, and sinks to the depths of releasing a cheese-laden cover of George Michael’s “Last Christmas” to try and bolster some sales, I’m not sure I’d have come up with that answer.

Careful Sam. I may have to upgrade you from yesterday’s “Fucking cock” to something more in the region of “out-of-touch micro-sleb cunt”.

–c.
NB: Preston’s musical career is massively more successful than my own. I am aware of that, thanks. However, I will bet that I am a more accomplished musician than he, and I also have a sense of humour. As you were.