Yeah, sure, I've got stuff going on, too - arm woe, work woe, money woe, woe-headed woe and all that, but there's still plenty to be perky about. Caroline can dance the Ladies' Choice, I'm about to become the nastiest man in a nice area, rather than the other way around and there's people to wind up on Thingbox, so I'll survive the Depression with a big D.
I'm not commenting on the whole lol0clypse that is the Dutch guy visiting the UK or the prospect of the GodHatesFags club coming to Hampshire. I'm not. It's just all too daft.