Thank God for British humour

In a bloody mad world, where cannot-be-rationalized shit happens (Zidane's head butt, The Mumbai serial bomb blasts and the Israel-Lebanon-Hezbollah conflict), I sincerely recommend a strong dose of good old Brit humour to make sense of it all. Call me escapist, but if the damn terrorists (and the apparently accused - like Zidane was) could read up such stuff, they would have far less time to create damage.

Thank you, Martin Johnson, for livening up cricket, and life, for me!