Best of UK 2015
Oh Ed, how we miss you.
The BBC's Nick Sutton and Neil Henderson tweet the front pages of every newspaper every day of the year with the hashtag #tomorrowspaperstoday. Here are their most retweeted front pages this year. (Warning: this post contains upsetting images.)
How good is your (recent) memory?
"Why do British people play baseball on horses?"
Oh what a year. WHAT A YEAR.
Bucket list sorted.
We still need your guidance, Neil.
He definitely had the best year ever.
*drinks litre of tea to quench thirst*
Barging round Britain with John Sergeant, anyone? From Accidental Partridge.
Let's follow the thought processes here.
From tidsoptimist to textrovert, via @words.
You wouldn't want to live anywhere else...right?
Nothing will ever be more Glasgow than 2015 Glasgow.
This year was a disaster from start to finish.
When you ask for baby wipes and they send you whisky.
Asda, u ok hun?
It was the most-watched British programme in 2015, so let's see how much you were really paying attention.
It's been a standout year for high-quality memes.
Not even he thinks you're beautiful.
SHUT IT DOWN.
There was more to 2015 than just Spectre.
The year we found out Matthew Lewis doesn't just have a long bottom.
The year got Cumberbatched.
Such relationship goals.
The off-season is dark and full of terrors – distract yourself with these Thrones-based lolz from the past 12 months.
Tesco, babes, you need to calm the fuck down.
Minions. So many minions.
Nobody even comes close.
There is no better communicator than her.
It's been a rollercoaster year.
"Am no a grass."
It will be remembered as a vintage year for cats on the internet.
"Help! Is my quinoa destroying the planet?"
Scottish Twitter might be the wildest place on the internet.
Featuring ketamine, David Cameron, and a horrible, horrible poo.
Fuckboys have peaked — let them go home.
So. Much. Satin.
There hasn't been a lot to laugh at in 2015, but thankfully Britain always seems to find a way.
Gone but not forgotten.
It has been a wonderfully WTF year. Some bits are a bit NSFW.
CHAMPAGNE FLUTES ARE NOT ESSENTIAL.
It truly was the year that posh crisps went out of control.
Who said magic was dead?