A laugh?

If you are in need of a laugh, and I know I do, then I recommend David Mitchell's Observer Column last week.

Whelk ice cream never meant we stopped being a Pot Noodle nation.

Our taste for fancy food that made us look like fine diners during the good times is now exposed as a canard.

It muses on the fact that being in a bust now, means we were in a boom before. Only none of us really noticed, did we? He pens this line wonderful:

We didn't really prioritise food. Like drunks at a urinal, we were splashing out because we were loaded.

Magic.