Bubble

Much preferred our flat when it was a TVless bubble (after two years TV free, we caved in for the world cup). Tonight, I rotted my brain watching pincer-feature, halo-polisher Gillian McKeith looking at a girl's poo in a tupperware box followed by an equally dire Ian Wright programme with obese kids in it. Lost the will to watch anymore when one of the mums (also obese) asked if her overwieght son wanted to die young because if so she'd just throw him under a F***ing car.