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Am I old?

This may seem like a strange thing to say given that I've no intention of actually telling you my age. You know, just in case 'The Man' tries to use it against me somehow, perhaps by stopping me passing myself off as a schoolboy in order to get a cheaper travel card.

Anyway, the reason I ask is because a couple of months ago I wrote about a new programme that I said may be one of the worst attempts at comedy I'd ever seen. Well, some time has passed and I think it's important to review attitudes and opinions every now and again, particularly with the benefit of a bit of time to distance yourself from a potentially knee-jerk reaction, so a truer view of a situation can be assessed.

As such, I think I owe the producers of Channel 4's Blunder a huge apology, particularly as I've just seen ITV2's Funny Cuts.

Don't get me wrong, Blunder was still rubbish, but the spectacle of dreadfulness I've just witnessed makes me think they've just built a new extension to the complaints department at ITV and they want to test the phones.

But back to my original question: Is there out there somewhere a 16-year-old who's just ruined their trousers in fit of hilarity, having just seen two piles of Jenga blocks made up to look like the Twin Towers having paper aeroplanes thrown at them?

Or perhaps in some student digs somewhere, a young man has injured himself from laughing so hard at the man in the park's never-ending story of the time he met his girlfriend's parents and ultimately ended up sodomizing her father?

Am I just missing something here, or is being tastless and unfunny, all like, really ironic and stuff?

Essentially a rag-bag of stand-ups doing various characters and bits from their routines (including some award winners apparently - they should think about quietly returning them), and strangely intercut with Eddie Izzard talking about comedy, for no apparent reason, I never thought I'd be pining for the days of the BBC's Stand Up Show.

This blog was never meant to play host to a series of diatribes on British comedy going down the toilet, but there seems to be such a lack of quality control on programming at the moment (not just comedy, by any means), you've got to think that the field must be wide open for the next big thing to arrive.

Hopefully before Des O'Connor starts doing terrorism jokes on Countdown.