[Eric]

True bullshit; I told you that Britain was growing decadent. But this is the silly season, a notorious time of year when bored journos, not yet on holiday, write garbage for money. I like money too.

Even an Oobermensh like me (educated at Tudor Grange /state, sorry/ Grammar School, Nouveau Richeville [aka Solihull] from 1964 to 1971) has heard of The Brothers Grimm, not the Scowling Brethren, as they should be known.

Stuart Jeffries nicely cobbles together a few genuine issues regarding translating. If the Guardian were going to pay me a couple of hundred quid, I'd do the same.

Welbeck joins Dosserteffsky on the Guardianistas' intellectual equivalent of the Graham Norton Show (or should that be:The Show Graham Norton?).