This Morning Says Farewell Fern
Momma Britton is abandoning us all; students, the jobless and fans of her hysterical chuckling alike. The bosom where many of the country’s tragic loners have sought comfort and wept their salty tears is turning away for pastures new.
Rumoured pay rows with Schofield and gastric band operations aside, who could possibly replace Britters on the sofa? Who would fill her well-worn buttock imprint? Luckily, there are a few more months of Fern action before we are forced to cut the cord, on her birthday, July 17th.
For those of you who need your daily Phil of Fern (see what I did there?), here she is in all her giggly glory.