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People all over the country have claimed that they were all cured of tinnitus simultaneously, on December 26th, the day after Christmas. The ringing sounds they had been suffering for several weeks had all vanishied, as if by some 'Christmas Miracle' cure. However, doctors have been quick to point out the more likely cause is the lack of Christmas music now being played on Radio, TV and in shops, all with the addition of sleigh bells.



They have gone on to warn people that the 'banging headaches' they are likely to suffer over the next week or so are almost certain to be caused by the indiscriminate detonation of fireworks by people in their back gardens to celebrate Midnight on News Year's Eve. Many of these people seem to lack basic calendars, or the ability to tell the time. (This problem is also witnessed around Guy Fawkes Night, and Halloween).



People have also been told not to worry about strange colourful blobs appearing before their eyes whenever they go shopping. This phenomenon is simply explained by supermarkets over stocking their shelves with Easter Eggs months in advance.



Non-fans of the much loved UK TV show, Gavin and Stacey, have been unanimous in their praise for the series much-hyped Christmas special, with one going so far as to say that it was the best programme she had ever not watched. The show, which first aired on BBC 2, I think, and definitely starred Rob Brydon, James Corden, and now things start to get a little sketchy for people like me who never ever watched it but wasn’t there a woman comedian actor, too?, won plaudits for being funny and touching, which I and people like me who’ve never seen it agree must be true because everybody always says so.



A bike mechanic who doesn’t actually watch TV at all chimed in to say that “I don’t even read newspapers online but somehow I’ve heard this final episode of Gavin and Stacey was good. So it was brilliant.’ He said he would genuinely miss the thing that he had never consumed. ‘I haven’t even seen a single scene of film, just still photos of, I think, a taxi driver? I really hope they bring it back for another series. I won’t watch again.’



Gavin and Stacey, people who have never watched it presume, must be named after its two main characters, who, being male and female and having ordinary names, are surely in some kind of sweet relatable domestic scenario that could only ever be concluded dramatically with the perfect ending. A flurry of articles the day after transmission confirmed what people who hadn’t watched the episode but were hanging on for news of its perfectness would have presumed: something about ‘finding love.’



Gavin and Stacey is not the first programme beloved by the whole nation despite most never having seen it. But it is, I think, Welsh, and the Welsh have traditionally been granted one popular television programme per decade since the introduction of four channels in 1982. Torchwood, another no one has seen, Doctor Who, who everyone stopped watching, and some legal drama that got 5 stars from everyone who wasn’t asked.




Ron Jenkins of Clacton is disputing his wife, the BBC, his phone and his smart speaker about the day of the week.


"You can't fool me, it's clearly Monday", said a defiant Mr Jenkins. "We've just had two days off and a roast dinner, what more proof do you need that was the weekend?"


Mr Jenkins is believed to be of the opinion that a conspiracy run by "big sprouts" is trying to get two weekends per week to double the number of Sunday roasts and, hence, increase the consumption of sprouts. The belief is confirmed when Mr Jenkins can be heard to mutter, "Bloody Brussels" at regular intervals.




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