ITHINK I may have written before that Facebook is The Devil, destroying communities and leaving youngsters as mumbling incoherents, unable to communicate without a keypad and an option to click that they “like” something.

But I’ve discovered something I actually rather like about the website that we all love to moan about (and then secretly spend hours on trawling through other people’s photographs).

I don’t know how new this option is, as I’m not first in the queue when it comes to getting to grips with new technology, but I’ve only just noticed that it’s possible to “become a fan” of something.

It’s not just things like Holland’s Pies and Cheryl Cole that you can become a fan of either — people have started up all sorts of weird and wonderful groups to follow.

For instance, this week I have been invited to become a fan of the following:

* Trying to fix things by hitting them.

* Getting my phone out to look at the time then put it away and forget the time.

* If I don’t know the answer, I Google it.

* I can’t stand writing on paper with pen if the paper is just on the desk.

* When I was little I watched raindrops on the window to see which one “won”.

* When I realised racecar spelt backwards was racecar it blew my mind.

* I can tell there’s something wrong by the way you’re texting.

* The guy who discovered milk . . . what was he doing with the cow?

* Skidding around the shops on the back of the trolley.

* There’s nothing worse than a rejected high five.

* I’m aware you gave me one less kiss on this text and I’m not amused.

* I always re-read my messages on the phone while I’m lying in bed.

* Mum, mum, mum...mum! MUM! MUUUUUUUMM!! Mum... MUUUUUUMMMMMMMMM!!!!! I give up.

* I hate it when the teacher cleans the whiteboard and leaves a small pen mark.

* Mentally saying “wed-nes-day” when writing the word Wednesday.

It’s kind of comforting, don’t you think, to know that there are other people out there who think the same quirky little thoughts as you and do the same odd things you think you’re the only person in the world to find amusing?

Fair enough, Facebook has its downsides.

It’s maddening when you somehow end up eing “friends” with one of those annoying people who like to give you minute-by-minute updates on their fragile state of mind.

But it’s worth putting up with minor annoyances I reckon.

Because while it might be true that Facebook is turning us into a anti-social couch potatoes, it’s also a good way of connecting with a smaller group of people in a meaningful way.

Kind of.