yeah, but
it's about lowest common denominator broadcasting - you and i well know that you don't deep fry a steak (in my case, walk it through a warm room and plate it up) - but do you think that the habitual watchers of daytime TV know that? I suspect it's a device to insulate the production company having to field complaints from mouth breathers who decided to take a break from grazing on a bargain bucket of Unlucky Fried Kitten to cook something, and lobbed half a pound of tesco value braising steak in their stinking deep fat fryer, and got bent out of shape that it wasn't the romantic gesture they're looking for.

don't get me started on ainsley twatting harriet; 6 foot 2 of mum friendly gurning talent-vacuum. Ain't nothing ainsley wouldn't do to be on the idiot's lantern - he'll panto his way through any number of life-sapping 'family entertainment' shows in order to get his bovine, drooling mug and his sub brucie persona in camera for milliseconds.


and ...exhale.
(micky2shoes has more shoes than feet, Fri 5 Feb 2010, 16:25, Reply)