I'm bloody fedup.
Can't get near the bloody telly when summat decent's on.

Ray Mears is on, and there's another programme on Sky 3 or summat, all about Death Valley. Right up my grizzly street type stuff.

Settles meself down all cumfy like, glass of red in one mit, remote in t'other trying to decide which one to watch, when in march the moosei demanding to watch bloody casualty.

And what have we got starting tomorrow for two bastard weeks of non stop 'must watch' snoredom? Bloody get me in here I'm a failed 'superstar' shite.

I'd rather eat a bowl of rabid wasps than watch all this cak.

Couldn't get near the box last night either cus of that save a child glub programme marathon thing, but apparently, alledgedly, so runmour has it, so they say, I "normally watch everything I want to"....apparently.
My FAT arse I do/can.

Just how much rancid shite can a wumman actually watch on tv ey?
Beggars belief, it really does.
