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Webber lets himself go

The last-race defeat of Mark Webber by Sebastien Vettel has clearly caused the likable Australian more problems that we realised.

Reports are coming in that he has let himself go and stopped shaving or washing his hair, and now lives with 189 cats, whilst roaming the grounds of his house muttering to himself about front wings, favouritism, and how it's all bad for a Number 2 driver.

Apparently, he also believes that the daily application of a particularly fluffy cat to his injured shoulder will mystically aid the healing of the fracture he received whilst being a complete tit on a mountain bike. Again.

It's not clear whether his request to have the swimming pool on the roof of Red Bull's Energy Station replaced by a gigantic cat litter tray will be met my the team, but apparent they aren't feline good about the idea...

(New Year's listening: A compilation CD called "Sampled" from 2000, with the original songs that had bits nicked by various musical types to make modern hits.)

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  1. I would comment, but I suffer from total indifference to Mark Webber, so I can't.

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  2. Really? Fair enough. Damn cute kitty though!

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