A thorny problem for the Brits
Wme feel fat, ugly and old.
I remember the disastrous year that Samantha Fox and Mick Fleetwood presented them, when Jarvis Cocker mooned Michael Jackson, and the time Chumbawamba threw a bucket of water over John Prescott. This week, I watched and kept needing to turn the volume down.
The white roses – held by women in solidarity for the Time’s Up movement – looked as if they had been purchased an hour before from a petrol station. It would have been nice if some of the men had carried them, too. Depressingly, the same female artists trying to make a point at the beginning of the night were bombarded by paparazzi trying to take pictures up their dresses at the end. As most women know, sometimes it takes more than roses.