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Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Britain, always bobbing in our wake.

Nearly three years later, England offers up an Amy Richards in the form of Caitlin Moran.

Ms. Moran is a bit of a piker, having only snuffed one of her offspring (as opposed to Richards' two), but what can you do? Loss of empire, loss of will, I guess.

From what I can discern, Ms. Moran was terrified at the prospect of having to buy giant jars of Marmite at Costco UK.

Reading the comments from the UK, I get the distinct feeling that sometime while we weren't watching, these guys staged a coup in Ol' Blighty (albeit quite possibly by accident):

A hat-tip to my South Welsh and Kentish forebears for their keen foresight.

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