How social media has killed the death threat

WHEN you think of Sue Perkins, the English broadcaster who has Enid Blyton levels of spunky jolliness, you might think, ‘ah yes, cake’.

She’s that breezy Sue Perkins off the Great British Bake Off, along with her other cake-tasting lady chums and the beardy, silver-fox guy whose name I can’t remember (I don’t see the point of cake programmes — I’d rather eat cake than watch it, thanks all the same).

But Sue is not just about cake. She is a Renaissance broadcaster, a sort of television hybrid of Julian, Dick, George AND Anne, whose skills-set extends to travel documentaries in faraway places, appearances on clever radio game shows and hostings of political-satire and chat shows. There’s more to her than a perfectly risen sponge.