I know almost nothing about Michael Buble. Kevin Keegan, Lynne Truss, Dame Ellen MacArthur and Doctor Bingu wa Mutharika (President of Malawi) are just some of the people that know infinitely more about Michael Buble than I do. I know he is a singer; I know he has a slightly daft surname; I know that his fans are mostly old women and because of this, if the singing doesn't work out, he could potentially maintain a good standard of living as a widow wobbler. That is the sum of my knowledge about Michael Buble, or rather it was, until this morning.
This morning, as I read an unrelated article in The Times, I spotted this photo.
That's right, it's Michael Buble, pointing. It's obviously a professionally taken studio shot, which led me wonder whether at some point the photographer said to Michael Buble, "Excuse me Michael Buble, could you look over there and point? Thanks, there's a love," or words to that effect. The alternative to this supposition is that Michael Buble is a natural and instinctive pointer and was ad libbing during the photo shoot. I have now exhaustively researched Michael Buble's pointing and am ready to present my findings.
Michael Buble points a lot.