First they came for the Iron...

Clearly the all is right with the world and God is in His Heaven when one of the headline news stories is the fact that the manufacturers of Monopoly have decided to do away with the iron and replace it with a cat (which, despite looking nothing like a scotty dog, some commentators – presumably the hard of thinking ones – have suggested will cause confusion.

I’m all for a little jollity in the news to counterbalance the relentless glumness of NHS and Welfare Reform, the news from Syria and Mali and all that sort of thing, but really an inch of column space is really more than enough to cover the replacement of a game dobber.

At least there was some legitimate historical interest over the digging up and identification of the remains of Richard III. The whole story is quite interesting and in due course I expect to be able to buy a book outlining the historical detective work involved. But even that got hijacked by the loonies debating on whether he should be re-interred in York Minster, Leicester Cathedral, Westminster Abbey or Windsor.

Keep the levity around guys, but keep it in proportion.