A Guid New Year!
Remember when British TV was the best in the world?
I've just spent an improving hour watching some unknown naturalist climbing trees.
It used to be about the bugs and stuff up the tree, now it's about her climbing up a rope.
Why don't they just throw a bucket of shite over the screen and be done with it?
I think I shall bathe and change the bed linen whether it needs it or not.
I Know, Let's have a party. A summer one. Yay.
Rock on, me bredren.