Having sort of collapsed into the armchair after racing around like a blue arsed fly today, I have been so p* bored of the crap on television.
Every individual show, whatever it is about, has their presenters dressing up in fake Christmas costume, probably filmed months ago and pretending to be all jolly and seasonal. Fake snow flying about everywhere like the worst christmas cards.
With which rant grumpy old Nelliem will leave the subject for a while. No good films until Xmas eve. I did miss a Shrek film which looked fun.
Are you a secret Mounjaro user?
Interference by Trump in the World Cup.
My dad spent 40 years mastering his craft, and last week someone half his age told him how to eat.😠

. I may make the grandchildren watch it as it would be an eye opener to them [not the asbestos bit but the food that we ate and the presents we had or, more to the point, didn't have]. I was chuffed to see Jaimie and Alex do so well on Pointless. I think my love of the programme [which totally goes against every Socialist principle I've ever had] is due to my 60's dream of moving to London and living in a bedsit; probably due to that tv series 'Take Three Girls'. The nearest I got was a bedsit in a red light area of Birmingham
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