Much as I hate to say it, as a die-hard Gooner, when it involves a programme featuring the ghastly Alan Sugar I am currently enjoying the latest run of The Apprentice. I watched about two episodes in the previous series, but I have viewed this one from the start. I like watching horrid, vacuous people running around like headless chickens and then attempting to rip one another apart when they are in the firing line. Capitalism at its most amusing, as women scream “Yes, I’ll sell my kisses if it bloody makes us money!” Fantastic stuff. I am now glad Alex converted me last Easter.
I am looking after my niece today, as my nephew is off to his pal’s house. There is now suit-fever building up, even Mr C seems to be getting a little concerned now. We may go to Exeter on Saturday again and if that fails head off to Bristol the week after…
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