Specifically, she asked - "Who watches that crap?"
Unfortunately, my response to that one is "me!"
I have a justifiable reason for watching this 'car crash tv'.
(You know - where you don't want to look, but you can't help yourself.)
With the newborn, well, being a newborn twenty four hours a day I need to get my head onto the pillow as early in the evening as possible.
Once Magoo is happily tucked up in his bed and Missi is settled, I try to trot off to bed too.
Ordinarily, I'm not a big sleeper and I don't usually drift off easily.
I wouldn't normally go to bed until after 10pm and would often read many chapters before nodding off.
At the moment, I also don't have the luxury (or physical capability) of hours of exercise to wear me out.
Soooo I need a bit of a fast forward function on my wind down process these days.
Enter 'Big Brother'.
The mind numbing, inane rubbish that spews forth from the television between 7 and 8pm is the perfect tranquiliser to place me in good stead for some zzzzz.
|The quality Big Bro in my life.|
So, maybe I'm not alone.
Maybe it's mums of bubs keeping this show on the air.
But then, who (apart from Estelle's Mum) is sms-ing all those votes to save?
I'm certainly not stupid enough to pay for my goodnight drivel.