It’s great to get stupid!
Glad it’s not just me!
It’s Saturday tea-time telly. It’s not meant to be the intellectual stimulation or challenge of an arts documentary or Mastermind. It’s the lightest of light entertainment.
Like, a Dale Winton quiz show thing has just come on, and that’s bin turned off, because I can’t stand watching people get the simplest of questions wrong. How dense do you need to be to qualify for such programmes?
I’m quite surprised at myself tbh. I thought I was a sophisticated, urbane, erudite young mayn with quite discerning taste.
Tonight I have bin reduced to a dribbling hysterical moron for an hour, and I’ve loved every minute! 😀
Elbow’s a bit hurty though…