For its part, Radio 1 was too absorbed by the Duke of Edinburgh’s Awards to mention the proclamation on Newsbeat.
The mockumentary's second season opens with an hour long special - but some of it hits a bit too close to home.
Do "whatever it takes" to get your film made.
Six months of treatment for cancer? A mere £30,000 at London's most exclusive clinics.
It's easy to get swept up in the thrill of the media and the shiny lights of the debates - but broadcasteres have a serious role to play in the election, too.
It came as no surprise to hear him confess, with a hint of suppressed but immense weariness, the extent to which Hollywood has used history as nothing but an enourmous prop room.
Netflix thinks of its audience in much the same way as small children think of ducks: keep the bread coming and fast, or they'll soon waddle away.
Nothing since has been able to measure up to David Lynch’s Twin Peaks. Nothing has had its power. Why not?
The online mockery of fans of Zayn Malik, who left One Direction the same day Jeremy Clarkson was fired, would never be levelled at grown-up sports or Top Gear fans.
South African Trevor Noah, the newly-announced host of The Daily Show, joins Brits John Oliver and James Corden in the US’s coveted late-night slots.
We now live in the era of the “politics of wellbeing”. But what does that actually mean?
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