It’s an odd title for a posting I grant you but I promise you it’s a real place. In my imagination. A place where annoying tv people with big egos, scant GCSE’s, weird personalities, a misguided sense of their sexual appeal (and occasionally hazy sexuality) and a strange style sense all live. Continue reading
Ah look at these two old mates. One’s a tiny little fellah with a rather shallow personality, squeaky voice, a magic wand, and a fluffy partner who struggles to talk coherently. And the other’s Sooty. Boom boom.
I’ve been catching up with lots of UK tv as you can tell from recent blogs and whilst it is immeasurably better than Italian telly in terms of general quality (although nothing comes close to matching their presenters), it’s still full of truly annoying people. And I’m sure it can’t be just me.
Pasta Paulie 