There was astonishing news earlier this morning when I opened up my Gmail account and discovered that more-or-less the whole world was following me on Twitter!
Over the past six months or so, a steady trickle of of emails have arrived in my inbox informing me that a selection of strangely-named individuals are now 'following' me on the site which, I neither belong to, nor understand.
This morning though, a veritable avalanche of twitterers had descended on my account, and I had several seconds' work ahead of me as I struggled to delete all of the silly bastards in one fell swoop.
My, did it feel good though!
I don't see the point of Twitter, despite the fact that Stephen Fry does, and he is, indeed, a clever bloke. He's got bipolar disorder as well, something I think I suffer from.
This morning's new Twitterers that claimed to be 'following me' were Lucretia Bonner, Claire Atkins, Cherie O'Neil, Helena Blackwell, Olive Klein and Jo Richmond. I briefly wondered whether or not any of these (all female) individuals were at all good-looking, and would be worth a poke, but as my finger hovered excitedly above the 'Enter' button, I dismissed this thought, and banished them forever into the ether.
Well, at least, until tomorrow when another sackful of dipshits will replace them.
