I managed to go into Morrisons again to buy a fennel loaf to bring with me on the journey to Spain tomorrow morning. Although it was really cloudy walking there, the temperature was rather warm and probably a taster of what's to come.
It's very difficult for a mealtime conversation to go without someone mentioning Big Brother and trying to give a witty take on who's been thrown out and also with me berating about the whole thing. Why the hell does it have to be stretched out as well? Three whole months of idiocy and contrived chaos.
On the same subject I noticed a bulletin on Myspace, possibly from Andy Bailey about the many things that make you a 90s person, one of them being that it was worth getting up on a Saturday morning to watch "Live and Kicking" or "SMTV" in the latter half of the decade. Especially when you look at the dirge that's on now with "Saturday Showdown" on ITV1 being a cut down version of it's predecessor "MOM" involving Ray, a midget running into doors and knocking himself out.
I also noticed "The Mighty Truck Of Stuff" over on BBC 2 (that's a where Saturday morning programmes have now been relegated to by Auntie) where they were doing a rather desperate Big Brother spoof.
Everyone seems to be running out of interesting or funny ideas but then again the youth of today seem to have more productive things to do on a Saturday morning.
Overall at least I don't have to put up with the idiots at ASDA despite not seeing them for six months. Maybe some of them have moved on. Who knows?... Actually I wouldn't hold my breath.
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