THE Jonathan Ross-Russell Brand radio “scandal” has filled enough column inches over the past week.
But I couldn’t pass the opportunity to comment on what has been a ridiculous over-reaction.
Don’t get me wrong, the duo’s attempt at a comedy phone prank was in very poor taste and completely unacceptable.
But did a mountain really need to be made out of a molehill? I’d have thought the Prime Minister has a few more important things to worry about, yet even he felt it necessary to pay lip-service to this ongoing, pointless saga.
I’m sure the calls were very hurtful to actor Andrew Sachs’ granddaughter, Georgina Baillie.
But I hope the kiss-and-tell story we’ve seen in one of the tabloids made her feel a whole lot better about it. Wonder what Mr Sachs made of that?
Then again, with Fawlty Towers DVD box-sets now flying off the shelves as people clammer to find out just exactly who he is, will he care?
One thing I do hope emerges from this whole saga is the return to form of Jonathan Ross, who has got far too big for his boots.
His Friday night show used to be great with him consistently asking the questions we want answered.
But that has not been the case in recent times. While his guests have continue to be of the highest calibre, his crude interviewing technique most certainly is not.