Dear faithful readers – happy Stephen Fry Appreciation Monday!

I am well aware I did not post last week, but well I’ll try to compensate today.

Last week I think it was I read a lengthy opinion piece in Independent.

The illustrious journo basically called Mr. Fry a twit for tweeting.

I really do not want to write a rant (I do not need premature wrinkles) but I find it fascinating how it is always black and white with journalists. I do understand that sells the papers but honestly.

I mean how dare Mr. Fry tell us anything – like that he is stuck in a lift, filming parrots or going for a walk. Because in the good old days you would need a publicist, a journalist, a date set for an interview and the actual interview to take place (and live through the editor’s, well, editing) so we can read 6 months down the line Mr. Fry was stuck in a lift, filmed parrots and went for a walk.

But of course in all probability journalist would never be so low brow to ask those type of questions.

And now the tabloids (and even some more respectable newspapers) are saying who needs to know when Mr. Fry went to the loo when it is those same tabloids (and even some more respectable newspapers) that are making stories out of nothing nowadays.

How dare Mr. Fry tells us anything himself tsk!

You know I never signed up for MySpace (it takes forever to load), I opened up a Facebook account but gave up after people started throwing sheep and poking me but I like Twitter.

It is just 140 characters and it is a fun way to interact with people from all over the globe.

It will never ever replace my need to have a coffee and a chat with a real life human being. Ever never.

And it is preposterous to claim so.

But to call it “odd form of self stalking” – now that takes the biscuit altogether.

Sure I am a mere pleb and not famous. But why shouldn’t someone like Mr. Fry – who actually has interesting things to say – interact with people? He never struck me as a divalicious celebrity (no pun intendend) who is too high and mighty to interact with his fans/admirers/add an appropriate description.

And yes imagine the horror – Jonathan Ross is a total geek and he goes to the loo. How dare he!

Honestly some people should just lighten up. Twitter is not the evil to end all evils, it is just some harmless fun and yes a way to connect with people and exchange ideas.

Me thinks Terence Blacker is either one of 2 things a) jealous he cannot limit himself to 140 characters or b) forgot to take his brans for breakfast.

Either which way – in the words of our lovely Mr. Fry – arse, poo and widdle. Tsk!