So you can share my addiction: herewith the YouTube links for the most recent episode of QI: part one, part two and part three. It's a pip. If you don't end up hooked on the show, you're a stronger soul than I. (Careful, NSFW due to bits of naughty language.)
Also, finally picked up Fry's The Stars' Tennis Balls, which I had been trying to locate for some time. You have to love his bio from it:
Stephen Fry was born in the twentieth century and will die in the twenty-first. In the course of writing six books he has drunk four hundred and twelve thousand cups of coffee, smoked one a half million cigarettes and worn out nineteen pairs of trousers. He has no birth sign.
The novel's a variation on The Count of Monte Cristo, though its title is torn from Webster's The Duchess of Malfi. Can't wait until I can actually take the time to read it.