Thursday, January 04, 2007

Beating the blues with Big Brother

I haven't, erm, 'blogged' for a while. That's partly because I went on holiday to India for the best part of a month, followed by Christmas, when frankly I had better things to do. You must understand.


Its been a dismal week so far. Raining, cold, skint, and back at work for the first time since November, with England destroyed in the Ashes and West Ham humiliated at the Madejski Stadium, Reading and seemingly doomed to the misery of Championship football next season. I think I definitely have the January blues. Things have got so bad that I found I was actually looking in the paper on the way to work to find out when Celebrity Big Brother was on this evening.

You know you're in trouble when this is the highlight of your day.

And true to form it was diabolical. Sadly rumours that Grotbags was going to be on it were wide of the mark.




Grotbags: sad absence.



Instead we get Leo Sayer desperately trying to kickstart a career that stumbled terminally in 1978, 'H' from Steps desperately trying to kickstart a career that stumbled terminally in 1998, Ken Russell, Teddy Sheringham's dim-but-busty girlfriend, Cleo fucking Rocos, and Face from the A-Team. Oh, and talking of faces, Jermaine Jackson, proving that Michael isn't the only member of that ill-starred family addicted to lifts, nips and tucks. Plus that bint from the Sunday Mirror.




Bint: unwelcome presence.



And a few other people that nobody has ever heard of. Who's going to win? Face is a shoe-in surely. Checking the odds he's 9/2 second favourite, behind Jo O'Meara (4/1), whoever she may be. Odds are not given for Face literally getting behind the fragrant Miss O'Meara and giving her a good seeing to though.

God I hate this show. Every year I swear to stay away but it sucks you in. The great unwashed can't say no to car-crash telly. For example, we've already had a flash of Ken Russell's withered, 80-year old cock. It would take a stronger man than me to resist a peek at that.


Celebrity spots
Yet again Dean Street in Soho is comedy central; Enfield again, wandering past the pub - I have now passively smoked one of his fags. While in the rain just before christmas, a win-double; a doom-faced Hugh Dennis hurrying past Pizza Express, followed by Ian Hislop outside Tescos.

This week's recommendations
Having looked further into this, PaddyPower are offering odds on Big Brother sex, and not necessarily between Benedict and O'Meara either. But only 20/1. Scandalous - I shall look elsewhere for gambling pleasure this week. Some decent bets in the Cup on saturday: Barnet to beat Colchester Utd at 100/30 (various) is among the better bets for an upset, and I'm almost tempted to nibble at Stockport to win at Watford at 9/1 (Stan James). More realistically, Cardiff to draw with Spurs (5/2, Betdirect) looks a good price.
See what birders do in India here.
Learn to love Freestylers old school grooves. I liked it so much I put them on my main page.

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