Now Hear This
Despite my obsession with Game of Thrones and Lucy Worsley’s The First Georgians right now, I am still televisually smitten with MTV’s Catfish. The show that exposes online love fraudsters. The throwaway youth TV show that one’s mind just cannot throw away. Instead, one sits post- episode genuinely saddened that our human need to love and be loved is so destructive. Or that the earth’s supply of gullible optimists may well be infinite.
Come off It, Bear! you can’t moan about insects with designs on your urethra
This show has me spinning around like a Jack Russell begging for crisps
Gail said she was no racist, just ‘offended by people who look like bin-bags’
It’s the detectives who are the conundrum in this murder mystery
It may seem Pie in the sky, but I’d rather be up the creek than in Baker street
‘First Dates’ shows why so many people meet their partners on the internet
When I watch Girls, I want to shake them hard and shout "bloody grow up"
A hotel to inspire Wanders lust
Does success in one genre guarantee it in another?
The latest iteration in the mini-game 'Party' series has players compete against three friends in a series of bite-sized challenges
The US rockers will join Calvin Harris and Biffy Clyro at the top of the bill
He's hardly misleading the youth: Generation Y has turned into Generation Y Bother Getting High, It’ll Stop You From Getting A Job
The British boy band beat Eminem, Katy Perry and Justin Timberlake
A documentary on Birmingham? Thanks but no thanks, I thought to myself while pondering the new series of Reimagining the City. Seriously, Birmingham? It's hardly Florence or Cairo or Cape Town. No one nudges their partner on a soggy January morning and says wistfully, "Darling, wouldn't it be just lovely if we could leave all this behind and disappear to Birmingham?"