This morning, oh joy, it was my turn to bring DS downstairs and feed him at the crack of sparrow fart. DH usually has the pleasure, since I do night time wake ups, of which there are usually several. This morning, I had the joy (?) of viewing the Wotwots with him. OMG where do I start?!
The Nitwits, I mean the WOTWOTS are aliens who only say Wotty wot or, if they mean no, Notty not. Get it so far?? Well. They like animals. And they travel around on chairs that fly. That is it, basically.
I hadn't had my morning coffee and so couldn't be doing with the presenter who, with an evil glint in his eye, let me know I really had no clue what I was letting myself in for. I certainly couldn't be doing with the theme song, which gave me a headache. And then resolutely stuck in my head all day. Not helped by him charging around shouting "Wotty wot?????" as soon as he got home.
Please. Someone make it stop!!!!!!
Where is the educational value in this tripe?!?!?