He got right on my thrupenny bits during the BAFTAs last night, droning on and on with his unfunny drivel instead of just flipping well getting on with it. Helena B-C looked very unamused when he made some crappy joke about her bursting into song without even having a drink first - har bloody har 
How on earth can he be considered a 'national treasure' (whatever that means) rather than a vain smug misogynist twit?
I know he's very Marmite so I'm prepared to be flamed 