Dee Woon

Big Brother is, pardon my French, such a mind-numbingly dull pile of shite.

However, I always manage to get sucked into it one way or another.

One time it was Davina in a bikini.

Another time it was that bloke with Tourette's. Dave? Jim? Pete! I think...

The worst thing is hearing all the popular references on tv and in the office and wondering what the feck they're all talking about?

But this year I shall resist. Staunchly.

I'll go and read War and Peace or something. Or live in a cave. Anything to keep my head clear of that unending drivel.

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Wonder if Diarmid's still doing BBLB?