James Blunt twats around

Even without opening that second arsehole he calls a mouth to dribble out some mopey nasal whine, James Blunt STILL managed to make a complete and utter tit out of himself at last night's Oscar cermony. A talent of sorts.

Unaccustomed to forthcoming fans (after all who wants to admit they have a copy of 'Back To Bedlam' knocking around) or having to drive a car himself, Blunt accidentally ran over an autograph hunter's foot while fleeing the pre-Oscars party.

Blunt did what any self-respecting blundering tosser would do in this situation.
He drove away.
Thank fuck then for Fearne 'amaaaaazing' Cotton and Kate 'journalist' Silverton who were both out in their best Miss Selfridge representing Britain.
Oh.

:(

ps. Well done the Mirren...