Hats off to the Chartered Institute for Securities & Investment, for its plan to hold a fascinating debate – The City: Asset or Liability? – next month. It will pit Angela Knight, the former Economic Secretary to the Treasury who these days runs the British Bankers' Association, against Chuka Umunna, the Streatham MP and former member of the Treasury Select Committee who is carving out a name for himself, not least as a critic of the banks'. That's a recipe for fireworks, we reckon.

If you can't afford to toss quite so many pancakes today, you know whom to blame – like everything else, it is the fault of the bankers, of course. The cost of many staple foods has risen very sharply in recent months – the UN Food and Agriculture Organisation says food prices are now at a record high – and one reason for this is market speculators have caused a bubble to develop, claims the World Development Movement, the anti-poverty campaigner. Try not to drop them.

It's an ambition of mine to become a verb. Ideally, "to Rhodri" would mean to pen vast tracts of moving prose, display superhuman musical virtuosity, and be effortlessly charming. Sadly, it's not going to happen. It won't even come to mean "to moan about stuff", which is a better reflection of my personality. But Google managed it, the lucky so-and-sos, by creating the most efficient search tool the internet had seen. It made its competitors look so laughably bloated and inept that we deserted them like they were train carriages with a large, ticking parcel left in the aisle. Even today, with Microsoft's Bing doing all it can to challenge – including, say, dealing with Google copying its results – we're continuing to show loyalty to the search giant; more than two-thirds of the world's searches are handled by it.

The Duke is back, but boy did he take his time. When Duke Nukem 3D hit the shelves in 1996 it revolutionised the computer games industry. The Duke, a muscle-clad, cigar-smoking alpha-male who stormed across the galaxy fighting hordes of mutated aliens, was the brashest, most controversial character to appear in pixelated form at the time. He swore like a trooper, paid for strippers and killed both the guilty and innocent alike in Tarantino-esque orgies of button-bashing violence.

Guns N'Roses star Axl Rose, who kept the world waiting 15 years for his comeback album, has been declared the greatest lead singer of all time.

Concert organisers stopped Guns N' Roses frontman Axl Rose walking out on a gig after unruly fans fired plastic glasses at his band.

What is it that is so horrifying about the ageing rock star who just won't hang up his guitar and accept that the final curtain ought to have come down? We don't object to actors coming out of retirement for yet another final performance. Perhaps it is because the rock star is an emblem of youth and sex appeal, so when they return, looking like wrecked pastiches of their former selves, it sends a shiver up our spines, reminding us that we're mortal too.

Rock singer Axl Rose launched a foul-mouthed tirade against police and promoters as he left the stage at a festival.

If you believed Axl Rose's Twitter account on Sunday night, the Guns N' Roses frontman had unilaterally canceled the band's upcoming European tour.