As Vic would say: “I don’t belieeeve it!” After being solidly bombarded for months by Strictly Come Dancing, what have the BBC decided to replace the programme with? – another friggin’ dance show!! What makes the BBC think that everyone gives a monkey’s chunker about dancing? Do the programmers need some fresh ideas? Well here’s some for free: How about …
Review of 2009
Bollocks.
Fuck You!
It was nice to see that the Facebook campaign to get Rage Against the Machine to the Christmas No.1 slot against the pap X-Factor song was a success. OK, I admit that I don’t know who won, nor the name of the song, but it just has to be shite! However, whilst I admire the anti-establishment stance behind the campaign …
Done dancing?
Well, it’s finally over. Almost four solid months (see the date on my previous post) of blanket coverage on BBC and the Strictly Come Dancing competition has come to an end. But has the coverage? I suspect not. I would think the Beeb have a lot more mileage to get out of the show yet. Post show analysis, highlights shows, …
Thanks for Nothing!
The problem with trying to maintain a blog of this nature is to constantly find things to be grumpy about. Yes, I know it’s hard to believe, but I’m only grumpy for about 99.98% of my life. Well, to help me fill in that remaining 0.02%, I’ve ordered Jack Dee‘s new book, entitled ‘Thanks for Nothing’. Hopefully I will be …
What to do?
I’m in a hell of a quandary! Do I stay in to watch the final of Strictly, or do I go out and drink free beer all night? If you hadn’t noticed, I’m being sarcastic.
Fair target
Now I don’t very often agree with Supermarket policies, but I must say I’ll back them up about the ‘ginger’ Christmas card. If we can’t take the piss out of Gingas, what’s the world coming to? A quote on the BBC web site said: ‘she was shocked when she saw the card: “I picked it up and I couldn’t believe …
S.A.D.
Seasonally Adjusted Disorder. Or Seasonal Adjustment Disorder. Or Seasonal Affective Disorder. Whatever it is, I’ve got it. It’s dark when I don’t get up for work in the morning and it’s dark in the evening when I don’t come back home again. I’m SAD.
Bah, Humbug!
It’s just occurred to me that I’m going to have a cracking Christmas this year, and this is why… I’m out of work, so I haven’t got any money. No money means I can’t buy presents. Because I can’t afford presents it means I don’t have to trudge around the shops, rubbing shoulders with thousands of people who have fallen …
Post Office
Have you ever been to the Post Office to return a parcel for someone who says “just give the parcel, get the receipt stamped, and that’s it”. So you go down to the PO and there’s a queue outside the door and half way down the chuffin’ street. So you join the end of the queue and wait. And wait. …