Here’s what’s been going on in the CIX forums this week:

Tributes were paid to composer Antony Hopkins who died earlier this week, though there was acknowledgement of the confusion with the Welsh actor Anthony Hopkins, who is still alive. He will be fondly remembered by many CIXens who enjoyed his compositions on BBC radio, that brightened up a Sunday afternoon.

As seen on: cix:bbcradio/5general:5711

Fans of Eurovision can rescan their digital radios to enjoy a dedicated BBC station to the events over the weekend. It will feature interviews and anecdotes from Eurovision contests past and present.

As seen on: cix:bbcradio/digital:5257

The redundant French cuff was debated this week, as CIXens questioned its need in the age of buttoned shirts. Cufflinks were initially a feature of shirts to hold them equally below the jacket, but many CIXens agreed that they, along with other clothing items like ties, are rather unnecessary in this day and age.

As seen on: cix:sasha_lubetkin/6ask_aunty:5529

CIXen Jokes this week:

There was a time traveller who travelled back in time to try and prevent the accidental death of his wife.

He failed.

He was beside himself with grief at the funeral.

FIVE Simple Truths

1. Money cannot buy happiness, but it’s more comfortable to cry in a

Mercedes than on a bicycle.

2. Forgive your enemy, but remember the a-hole’s name.

3. If you help someone when they’re in trouble, they will remember

you when they’re in trouble again.

4. Many people are alive only because it’s illegal to kill them.

5. Alcohol does not solve any problems – but then neither does milk.

An Irishman who had a little too much to drink is driving home from the city one night and, of course, his car is weaving violently all over the road.

A cop pulls him over. “So,” says the cop to the driver, “where have ya been?”

” Why, I’ve been to the pub of course,” slurs the drunk.

” Well,” says the cop, “it looks like you’ve had quite a few to drink this evening.”

“I did all right,” the drunk says with a smile.

“Did you know,” says the cop, standing straight and folding his arms across his chest, “that a few intersections back, your wife fell out of your car?”

“Oh, thank heavens,” sighs the drunk.  “For a minute there, I thought I’d gone deaf.”