Whatever happened to proper telly? I remember those nights after a hard days toil down at t' allotment. Coming home being greeted by our Gert with a bottle of stout, some ham & eggs for tea and then settling back into my favourite armchair for a spot of evening telly. The 'yoof' of today don't know what they're missing. Proper telly back then you know. The Generation Game with Larry 'shut that door' Grayson, Blankety Blank and Beadle's About. All compulsive viewing. What do we get nowadays? Just cheap, boring rubbish aimed at the chav / giro baby generation. Luckily for me, being a senior citizen makes me exempt from paying the licence fee, thank God. Just a quick squint down the TV listings page reveals a plethora of vulgar, insipid reality TV shows such as... Britain's Best Butcher. Celebrity Chain Smokers. The Farm (see pic). The Salon. Celebrity masterchef. Come Dancing. Britain's Best Vet. Big Brother. Stars On Ice. Hell's Kitchen. Pop Factor.
To be frank (that's not my name btw) i've had enough of this bilge and will be contacting my local MP- George Galloway, to complain in the strongest terms possible. It's an outrage i tell you, and i'm taking a stand on this matter, even if it kills me!
What's that you say.
''there's another reality show just started, it's called 'Pop Star to Opera Star' hosted by the lovely Katherine Jenkins.''
Well, i for one won't be coerced into viewing this 'crud'. All those years spent fighting in the war relying on hand to hand combat in the jungle (never once folding under torture) means i'm made of stronger stuff, i'll have you know.
Now..... where the flaming hell did i put the TV Times!! *cough*
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