The Crone has been experimenting with Twitter, desperately trying to get with Web 2.0. Admittedly, hers is a more than averagely dull existence but still, it’s hard to see the point of minute by minute mini-updates for even those involved with real life dramas such as:
- Negotiating peace in the Middle East (too dangerous)
- Birthing triplets (too debilitating)
- Romancing Johnny Depp (too distracting)
The Crone is involved with none of the above but decided during some downtime this afternoon to see if she could come up with something interesting to say , or someone interesting to follow in Twitterworld. As it happens, she never got that far. Trying to login, she mistakenly typed titter not twitter and immediately got sidetracked thinking what fun it would be to have a website called titter.com–a haven for cynics and schoolboys, showcasing risque remarks and off-color jokes while still offering a welcome to ham-fisted typists and the dsylexic. Twitching with excitement, the Crone typed titter.com to discover a site for tweens–all princess games and dress-up dolls with not a hint of the smutty or snicker-worthy. Very disappointing.
Undeterred, the Crone checked out titteryenot.com–had a fan of the late and lewd Frankie Howerd thought to set up site celebrating camp and all that carry on? Oh no missus–the name has been bought up by someone but had he bothered to launch his Lurcio tribute? Not on your Nelly.
The Crone then googled Twitteryenot, anticipating the opportunity to set up an internet home for Frankie Howerd fans opposed to social networking–surely an underserved group? Sadly, someone has already bagged this site too, although the Crone could find not a hint of double entendre. A missed opportunity to provide a domain for the dirty minded. Ooh, please yourselves.
While it appears that the Crone will not become an internet mogul purveying the titter-worthy to smut-deprived, she nonetheless feels a duty to widen the audience for one of Britain’s best-loved comics –a man with a face “like a landslide of sadness” –Frankie Howerd.
Here he is on a British chat show with Michael Aspel, David Attenborough and the late and lovely Natasha Richardson.