Blackadder: Baldrick, have you no idea what irony is?
Baldrick: Yes, it's like goldy and bronzy only it's made out of iron.

or

Me to Me: Diane, why do you bother to talk to dim Murkans called Steve?
Me back to Me: I've absolutely no idea.

Furthermore, what the fuck's the OP on about, describing Adrian Edmondson as "a surprising apologist for folk music"? An apologist? As in "I'm so sorry I like this music which isn't quite as silly as you seem to think"? Fortunately I'm aware he's no such thing (as others have pointed out, the whole lot of them en famille trotted off to the Folk Awards and Ella's got a packed giglist), though it would be infinitely preferable if high profile references on primetime TV were not to the "good enough for folk" mob but to what our cultural heritage actually comprises and how good the music is when not being slaughtered by them.

[time for a walnut whip and a packet of spangles, methinks . . . ]