As you might imagine the Sock has been desperate to find some small consolation in yesterday's horrible news.
There is none. We have a man with no theme tune who looks like everybody - Monty, Jean-Luc Picard, Art Garfunkel and Tony Parsons. And believe me none of it is in a good way!
The Sock believes that even the gardening world is not attempting to put a brave face on it (except for the Sun who boasts that Peter Seaburk tipped everyone the wink a couple of weeks ago!).
Check out this article from the Telegraph was there ever anyone so damned as to be described as "he has all the attributes and experience, albeit having gained it on some of the smaller channels." or my favourite Carol Klein who said she could offer "no opinion" on Buckland's appointment. The Sock knows exactly what Carol meant.
But the person who comes out of this worse is the Sock herself! How is she supposed to work with the image of a man who looks like these people? She had hoped for the pleasure of working with a divine gardening god not a smirking satyr!