I swear I'm not seeking this stuff.
It just seems to find me.
I was in Dublin, far away from my normal London circles, innocently browsing the ads at the Guinness factory, when what did I see? That's right - a Snuggie.
A guy. in a Snuggie. In Dublin. Running through the Guinness Storehouse - blanketed arms a-flailin.
Apparently he's trying to recreate the success of "Where the hell is Matt" - but in a Snuggie.
I'm not keeping an eye out for it... but I'm sure it'll find me.