Well, this is timely:

I met Colin in Italy a few years back. A very nice man who very patiently sat through my babbling at him. His wife was lovely too. I'd spent the previous year watching Whose Line Is It Anyway while I was hungover instead of going to lectures.

God Help The Girl was awful. Twee, saccharine, self-regarding shite. It was the embodiment of every criticism which is unfairly leveled at Belle and Sebastian.