Craig Was Robbed!

I have become utterly addicted to Britain's Got Talent. Partly because - as it turns out - Britain really doesn't have very much talent.

The semi-finals are now on, and tonight the baton-twirling Craig was knocked out. In favour of a bloody sqwaking child who people voted for because the country is too damn sentimental to tell children that they're really just a little bit rubbish. I enjoyed Craig's baton twirling show and found it much more entertaining than the precocious nonsense that got through.

Of course, having defended Craig, the winner really does have to be Paul Potts.




I swear if a brattish child beats this guy I will have a hissy fit.

(Techni) Colour me unimpressed

Has Andrew Lloyd Webber lost his mind?

How could he kick out Daniel -granted I want Lee to win and have since the audition stages but to choose Lewis over Daniel was just stupid, particularly as in the sing-off Daniel totally sold "Bring HIm Home" - one of the hardest songs in the musicals - while Lewis really struggled.

It's like that useless bird from Maria all over again. Andrew gets his favourites and dumps the good ones to keep them in. Unfair.

Still - I would say that Lee's only serious competition has now gone so that's a good thing.

Fat Fighters

Off to my first Slimming World meeting tonight in an attempt to lose my 4 stone this year.

If the consultant is Marjorie Dawes and the diet plans consist of dust then I'm off.

Fortune - Million Pound Giveaway

Over Christmas and New Year we recorded a hell of a lot of films and TV programmes (God Bless Sky+). We're now getting down to the serious business of watching them all - well, it's January who can afford a social life?

So last night we watched one of the DVDs we had recorded from last week's TV. And found the campest, funniest, trashiest TV programme ever. Fortune - Million Pound Giveaway where plebs beg five rich people for money. It was brilliant. Perhaps the best telly programme ever, but in a really bad way.

The first bloke on was an ex-fatty who needs £5,000 for a tummy tuck, and we got to see the tummy that needs the tucking. Blurgh. Then the heartstrings got a good tugging by the 11 year old former cancer sufferer who wanted money to buy a caravan for sick children and their families to have a holiday. I cried. I was laughed at....

It's just a nightmare, like Dragon's Den but 300 rungs down the ladder of taste and decency.

I'm hooked.

Sound of Music Review

One of the big events over Christmas and New Year (other than our very first time organising a family Christmas in our own wee home) was taking both sets of parents to see The Sound of Music at the London Palladium.

I was addicted to How Do You Solve A Problem Like Maria and when Connie won we booked tickets pretty much before Graham Norton finished the show. My mum and dad were (are) huge Connie fans, even to the point that my dad voted. This was a Big Thing!

It was a fantastic night. Connie was fantastic as Maria, from the opening scene where she sings the big number right to the very end where the von Trapp family sing on the mountains she really shines. Her voice is really sweet and she is totally convincing as the will-o-the-wisp, and quite adorable when she realises she loves the Captain and has to run away.

Alexander Hanson is a handsome leading man who is strong enough to really sell his part, but has the nouse to know that really we only care about Maria.

The von Trapp children are great and the night we went the little girl playing in Gretl is just sooooo sweet.

I was also totally bowled over by Lesley Garrett as the Mother Superior, although Darren did think that she over-sold "Climb Ev'ry Mountain".

The set is fabulous, perhaps the best I have seen (excluding the Les Miserables one) and everything just came together beautifully.

If you can - get to London and see it. It's worth every penny.