The hard sell
10 April 2008 @ 9:48
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Sorry I haven’t been about much. What with dog walking, onion planting, spending time with my visiting bro and off school niece and nephew, work and volunteering things have been quite rushed this week. I didn’t even check my e-mail yesterday, which is highly unusual… I have only had time to plant one more row of red onions, as it has decided to rain on me today (April showers, apparently, say the Beeb) and yesterday I was in Bideford for most of the morning and then went to collect Ferris from Mum’s and ended up staying most of the afternoon. I shall not mention the penalty that never was nor the horrid Scouser’s false victory. Last night I sat down excitedly to watch The Apprentice. I love the sheer unbridled horridness of all the evil little capitalist involved. “Before we start can we get a hundred percent commitment here, guys, because I really want to win this”. Yes s’Alan, no s’Alan, Three bags full s’Alan. It is brilliant, nasty television; usually. However, the new series isn’t floating my boat quite as much as the last, the contestants are all just as hatable - calling one another all the names under the sun to the cameras and then saying how good a team leader they were when it comes to the board room to escape being called back in, thinking it is ok to charge £9.95 for a Value pizza with a few bits of mushroom on the top - but somehow something is missing. Is it the false grin of Katie Hopkins, shagging in a field in a desperate attempt to get publicity? Maybe, there are not many characters this time out. Maybe it is because they aren’t doing as many wonderfully foolish things - the best part of the series so far was when the male team priced fresh lobster at £4.99 a go - there have been no trips to sell the French Makro cheese, no sexually suggestive trampoline adverts… But there is time and I shall press on with it… |
