Dancing for 24 hours? What a twat. It’s easy to be cynical about Comic Relief. From the bathfuls of baked beans to celebrities raising their profiles for charity there is much to knock about it. But I don’t know why, maybe I am getting softer and soppier, last night’s Comic Relief seemed pretty decent to me. I started off thinking Dermot O’Leary was a bit of a dick, but ended up thinking he was a bit of a hero. If you want a hatchet job stop reading now.