LUKE MARSDEN - Do I really care about Phillip Schofield?

I’m sure, like myself you were glued to the nearly20-minute monologue but came to the same questions at the end as he and Holly embraced longer than the end credits of an Avengers movie.

Will I lose sleep over this? Does it affect my life? Do I really care?

The logical answers to all of those questions; no, no and no.

Don’t misconstrued my apathy towards the revelation as a slap in the face of the bravery it took for a 50 plus year old man to reveal he has actually been living a lie for nearly three decades and has realised he is gay.

What actually caused the apathy was the fact I literally heard this at the top of the news on four radio stations and Sky News gave it the ‘breaking news banner’ treatment.

This is 2020, how on earth is this breaking news in a world where the icecaps are sinking, the train network is crumbling, a storm is blowing us all over the place and JLS are doing a reunion tour?

The Instagram post he did was enough, it said what it needed to and people can take what they like from it but at this stage in the hysteria we are nothing short of getting ‘The Schofe is gay’ commemorate tea towels made.

Reactions I’ve read on Twitter are a mixture of anger for his wife, sadness he is off the market and questions mainly for Gordan the Gopher. I actually think (if it is even possible) Phil will get even more TV work after this bombshell, he could host a revised version of Mr & Mrs and bring back The Cube in a breaking down barriers sort of way.

I hope this is the last thing you read about this news, but it probably won’t be. Thankfully he didn’t quit and we’ve avoided five days a week of Eamonn Holmes, now that would’ve been news that made me cry.