Done dancing?

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Well, it’s finally over. Almost four solid months (see the date on my previous post) of blanket coverage on BBC and the Strictly Come Dancing competition has come to an end. But has the coverage? I suspect not.

I would think the Beeb have a lot more mileage to get out of the show yet. Post show analysis, highlights shows, interviews with the competitors, the possibilities are endless. Fuck! Why not just have a 24-hour SCD channel and make people pay to watch it? It would certainly keep the shite off the main channel.

Thanks for Nothing!

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Jack Dee - Thanks for NothingThe problem with trying to maintain a blog of this nature is to constantly find things to be grumpy about. Yes, I know it’s hard to believe, but I’m only grumpy for about 99.98% of my life.

Well, to help me fill in that remaining 0.02%, I’ve ordered Jack Dee‘s new book, entitled ‘Thanks for Nothing’.  Hopefully I will be able to pick up enough tips from it to be a full-on Grumpy Owd Twat.

Until the book arrives though, I will just have to settle for watching repeats of his fab BBC4 TV series, Lead Balloon. What a role model that guy is.

What to do?

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I’m in a hell of a quandary! Do I stay in to watch the final of Strictly, or do I go out and drink free beer all night?

If you hadn’t noticed, I’m being sarcastic.

Fair target

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Now I don’t very often agree with Supermarket policies, but I must say I’ll back them up about the ‘ginger’ Christmas card. If we can’t take the piss out of Gingas, what’s the world coming to? A quote on the BBC web site said: ‘she was shocked when she saw the card: “I picked it up and I couldn’t believe it”.’

Get a friggin’ sense of humour, lass!

S.A.D.

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Seasonally Adjusted Disorder. Or Seasonal Adjustment Disorder. Or Seasonal Affective Disorder. Whatever it is, I’ve got it.

It’s dark when I don’t get up for work in the morning and it’s dark in the evening when I don’t come back home again. I’m SAD.

Bah, Humbug!

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It’s just occurred to me that I’m going to have a cracking Christmas this year, and this is why…

I’m out of work, so I haven’t got any money. No money means I can’t buy presents. Because I can’t afford presents  it means I don’t have to trudge around the shops, rubbing shoulders with thousands of people who have fallen for the commercialisation of Christmas and probably don’t even believe in God, buying absolutely useless stuff that no-one wants anyway. No shopping = happy BoldBelvoir.

So, to all my pals that may have been expecting a little something from me, may I extend my apologies and send this Christmas message… Ho, Ho, Fucking Ho!

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