31 May 2006
BIG BROTHER HAS BEEN EVICTED FROM MY HOUSE
Tam Cowan
DAY 183 in the Big Brother house (or at least that's what it bloody well feels like) and I'm delighted to say I still haven't watched a single nanosecond of this tortuous cack.
Yep, even though the lure of a bloke with Tourette's Syndrome obviously appeals to my schoolboy sense of humour, I'm proud to say I have given it a complete bodyswerve.
I couldn't name a single one of the housemates (a bit like the rest of you in a couple of weeks no doubt) and The Shouty Woman, who clearly has some brass-neck to appear in front of a camera just weeks after presenting the worst chat show in television history, is a stranger in my home.
Big Brother's Little Brother, Big Brother's Wicked Stepmother, Big Brother's Strange Uncle Harry Who Likes To Be Called Margaret and all the other tedious spin-offs have been totally blanked.
Mainly because they're presented by that bearded balloon Russell Brand, the former junkie who now gives unsuspecting TV viewers the needle.
I'll tell you just how much I'm out of touch with BB7.
At a pub quiz I attended last week, one of the questions was: "Which Scot has just enjoyed a tearful reunion with his family after being evicted?"
My answer? Lord Mike Watson.
Actually, there's an interesting point. What about LordWatson for the next series of Big Brother?
I'd certainly watch it if he was taking part in it.
They do have curtains in the house, don't they?
To be perfectly honest, though, it's not just Big Brother that I ignore. I rarely watch anything on the telly these days and I'll tell you why.
It's all down to Sky Plus. Forget the wheel, the telephone or the Wonderbra - Sky Plus is the greatest invention of all-time.
Hands up any subscribers who disagree?
You can pause, rewind and fast-forward programmes while you're watching them' the hard drive (whatever that means) can store about 3000 hours of telly' and I'm sure you can even watch stuff that you forgot to record about four weeks ago.
Makes a change from the four-channel council telly days of the Eighties, eh?
Can you imagine anyone on a Saturday night nowadays sitting through an entire, turgid episode of Juliet Bravo? But that's my point.
With Sky Plus and something in the region of 500 TV channels, I now have the attention span of a gnat and I can't remember the last time I sat through an entire episode of anything.
Even if I'm watching one of my favourite programmes - Only Fools and Horses, Have I Got News For You or the 10-minute free view on Red Hot Wives - the fingers start twitching and I'm rattling through the shopping channels before you can say: "Jack La Lannes Power Juicer."
I think the only answer for myself and other sufferers is to put Big Brother on every single TV channel that's available.
Then I'll just put my telly on eBay.
Problem solved.
The Shouty Woman has some brass-neck to appear in front of a camera just weeks after presenting the worst chat show in television history'
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