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Wow, what a year. I don’t know about you, but I feel like I’ve spent the past 12 months be­ing dragged through a field of rather spiky corn. The two dom­i­nant themes have been Pres­i­dent Trump and Brexit, and it’s hard to know which has been more di­vi­sive, po­lar­is­ing or li­able to send lib­eral Twit­ter into the big­gest spasm of vol­canic rage.

But it’s been a great 2018 for me, with Good Morn­ing Bri­tain surg­ing to new highs as we served the na­tion a daily Tabas­co­fu­elled fry-up of laugh­ter, heated de­bate, big scoops (in­clud­ing the only two Bri­tish TV in­ter­views with my mate The Don­ald and the first TV in­ter­view with Thomas Markle) and with­er­ing Su­sanna Reid eye-rolls.

Oh, and Arsène Wenger fi­nally quit as Ar­se­nal man­ager af­ter nine years of me beg­ging him to fall on his sword, and just sec­onds be­fore my spleen fi­nally erupted.

It wasn’t all sweet­ness and light, though; my old friend Meghan Markle ghosted me, Harry Hill pied me in the face to avenge my mock­ery of men who wear pa­pooses, Su­sanna found love with a 53-year-old foot­ball-lov­ing man who wasn’t me, and we lost some peo­ple who meant a lot to me. Pro­fes­sor Stephen Hawk­ing and Charles Az­navour, two he­roes for very dif­fer­ent rea­sons, who both gave me what turned out to be their last TV in­ter­views, and night­club king Peter Stringfel­low, who gave me many of the most amus­ing nights of my life as a young show­biz re­porter. It was also a year when en­raged ve­g­ans, rad­i­cal fem­i­nists and gen­der-fluid cam­paign­ers com­peted with each other to suck all the joy out of life. 4•

On a more pos­i­tive note, I at­tended some spec­tac­u­larly bril­liant par­ties, en­gaged in some glo­ri­ously bitchy celebrity feuds, and nearly watched Gareth South­gate’s young Eng­land team win the World Cup again for the first time since I was 16 months old.

Here then are the 2018 Mor­gan Awards.

YouGov re­vealed I am cur­rently the fifth most fa­mous per­son in the UK with a 98% recog­ni­tion rat­ing, only trail­ing David Beck­ham (100%), Theresa May (100%), Prince Wil­liam (99%) and Paul McCart­ney (99%) – and beat­ing Prince Harry, John Len­non, Daniel Craig, Boris John­son and the Eng­land Foot­ball Team (all 97%).

Ice-skat­ing vil­lain Tonya Hard­ing, whose ex-hus­band and body­guard hired a hit­man to crip­ple her No 1 ri­val Nancy Ker­ri­gan be­fore the 1994 Win­ter Olympics. Tonya ap­peared on GMB to dis­cuss the hit movie about her life, I, Tonya, and stormed out when I grilled her about ex­actly what she knew of the plan for the at­tack. ‘I knew NOTH­ING prior,’ she in­sisted, be­fore rip­ping off her mi­cro­phone. Four days later, she ad­mit­ted to ABC: ‘I knew some­thing was up, I did over­hear them talk­ing: “Well, maybe we should take some­body out so we can make sure [Hard­ing] gets on the team.” ’ Al­trin­cham Gram­mar School for Girls in Manch­ester banned staff and pupils from us­ing the word ‘girls’ so they don’t of­fend trans­gen­der peo­ple. How­ever, it will still be called Al­trin­cham Gram­mar School For Girls. Ivana Trump, who spray-gunned me and

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