I feared you might be one of those snobs who distinguish between class tourism and mass tourism.

He’s not! He can’t be! There's never been a huckle in the Osbourne family, and we can trace our lineage all the way back to the Second World War.

In so many ways, Michael Showalter and David Wain’s spoofball, gross-out, sex-fuelled, rom-com, summer camp satire was a Wet Hot American Mess.

Unpacking took the best part of a week.