400-odd posts in – because that is how we roll – literally a few of our many severals of commenters have expressed annoyance at the limited navigability of the Broadsheet archive.
‘I have heard the cat say ‘Long Johnson”, they typically bleat, ‘but am unfamiliar with TwitterGate, Puberty Ostrich and the Justice For Baby Louise Campaign’.
Rest assured, this will not stand.
In between trays of doughnuts and frequent belts of Diet Fanta from his specially adapted Diet Fanta-Hat™, webmaster Karl is on the mo’fo.
(In the meantime, just keep hitting ‘older posts’ at the bottom of the page to scroll backward though today’s mirthful stylings, and those of the last two weeks.)