Well, as my granny used to say “that’ll learn me”. Off to fill my diary with urgent dental appointments, colonoscopies and smear tests so I can enjoy the rest of Christmas rather than watch any more of this hokum.
There should be a BBC Sacked Presenter of the Year Award, a bit like Sports Personality but in reverse, when the GBP can vote for the most irritating presenters (various categories so we get them all) and never have to see them again.
Night all, as a previous poster suggested, my soul is lightened by the Greggg venom I have managed to spit out.