Except it probably won’t actually get called Boaty McBoatface. Nor will the other imaginative suggestions such as Big Shipinnit or Big Metal Floaty Thingy-Thing likely make the final cut. But, just days after the NERC launched a poll, encouraging the public to suggest a suitable moniker, the Great British public did what it does best – and has been doing for centuries. We took the piss.
And I can’t say I’m surprised. This is, after all, the country that created Punch, Viz, Private Eye. The people who call the Queen “Brenda” and the Prince of Wales “Brian”. The nation that dubbed Liverpool Cathedral “Paddy’s Wigwam” and voted to send the Spice Girls on tour to Baghdad. We’ve met with triumph and disaster, and we’ve always made a bum gag just the same. Love it or loathe it, schoolboy humour runs in our blood like Bovril and weak bitter.
Quite amazing really, an article in The Guardian that actually understands the local population.