Oh God, I’m Alan Partridge….

……I really am. I was barrelling round the M25 yesterday afternoon, singing along loudly and lustily to Cuddly Toy. A few hours later, I went to see Alan Partridge Alpha Papa and it features our hero doing exactly the same thing. It’s a great track because it somehow deludes the singalonger into believing that he too has vocally captured that fusion of rock and soul. Which is why every male in the audience last night heard this and saw himself on screen.