Good evening. I caught the last 20 minutes of Coronation Street tonight while I was putting Janet's pussies to bed. My goodness, what a depressing storyline. A guy in a hospital bed pretending to be unconscious. A guy with a patch on the back of his head, been in a fight. A woman with a new hairdo which looked a shambles. People bickering and moaning. What the heck has happened to good old fashioned entertainment. Why is nobody laughing, not even a smile.
I flicked around looking for something better. Found Love Island. Stuck with it for fifteen minutes, but oh dear, the drama. Painted barbies bawling their eyes out, makeup running down their cheeks. I don't know what they are supposed to be doing on that show. Choose someone they fancy I think, like a dating show. Which one are you after, oh no, I had my eye on him. Some snogging and cuddling. Emotional women and bewildered men. Good grief.
Ok one last try. I found Long Lost Families. That looks a bit better. People looking for family members. Davina and Nick helping to reunite them. I saw ten minutes of it. I could probably watch that if I had time.
Pussies all happy. I came home to feed the hedgehogs.
Thanks for popping in. Toodle pip. ilona
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