Remember when a TV meteorological reporter was a friendly sex offender in knitwear?
Fred the weatherman
Michael Fish
Then it was all dollybirds .
All makeup but no gravitas.
Now I watch GB news.
And the choice has changed again?
There’s Johnathan .
A sort of teenage Lurch.
He has a quiff.
Sort of Frankenstein monster/Morrissey.
Then there’s Ada mcGibbon.
He’s Irish and crosseyed.
With a quiff.
Another in the Morrissey club.
Then there’s a little one about 10yrs old.
Forget his name.
Got a quiff.
I don’t want teddy boys telling me the weather.
I want a proper Ill dresser meteorological nerd in a handmade jumper from Doreen from Dukinfield
And a sheen of sweat in case his computer is examined.
No quiffs.
Nominated by Miserable northern cunt.




