Cat Nav

CatAs I start to type this, those of you with nothing better to do will be switching over to BBC2 to tune into Horizon: The Secret Life of the Cat. Apparently, there’s such a thing as a cat scientist and extraordinarily, the UK has leading cat scientistsThe cat scientists intend to reveal the secret life of cats by tracking a select few for 24 hours in Shamley Green, Surrey. Continue reading “Cat Nav”

Sir Lord Alan Bloody Sugar Gets Camp

Retro Camping TrailerEpisode 7 of The Apprentice was very camp (in part, thanks to Jason) for the selling task on the Camping and Caravanning Exhibition at The NEC. Each team had to pick two low-value items from a selection on offer as well as one high ticket (SLABS’ words, not mine) item. Seeing as winning the task depends entirely upon selling ability, I was very keen to see who was truly any good at flogging things. Continue reading “Sir Lord Alan Bloody Sugar Gets Camp”

An Egg-Citing Holt From the Blue: Cowell Under Attack

Simon CowellI don’t watch Britain’s Got Talent or X Factor for several reasons; the main one being that I don’t think new talent can be discovered by a panel which includes actors and comedians, who have no real experience and certainly no relevant qualifications to make them suitable judges. In “protest” of such shows, I simply don’t watch them. Continue reading “An Egg-Citing Holt From the Blue: Cowell Under Attack”

Sir Lord Alan Bloody Sugar and the Corporate Cock-Up

Colonel Alex

I don’t know whether or not I can say the 6th episode of The Apprentice was interesting, but I certainly learnt something from it tonight; if I’m ever at a hospital or GP’s surgery and Leah comes out to see me, I’ll be off quicker than Usain Bolt running away from Richard Branson. I’d sooner cut my arms, legs and head off than have her see to me in a hospital or a GP’s surgery.

Anyway, about last night’s episode of The Apprentice. Usually, I would have finished this and published it last night, but it took longer than I anticipated. Continue reading “Sir Lord Alan Bloody Sugar and the Corporate Cock-Up”