Aggie, Aggie, Aggie... Out, Out, Out!
I was just about settled down for the night when I got a phone call from the boss, who headed down south for a few days today, asking if I was online because he needed me to look up the postcode for the hotel he was booked into, because he couldn't find it!
So I thought I might as well do my "Born To Rock" posts for today and tomorrow, and I can also celebrate the fact that the Scottish Harpie, Aggie MacKenzie, has finally gone out of "Dancing On Ice"!
So I thought I might as well do my "Born To Rock" posts for today and tomorrow, and I can also celebrate the fact that the Scottish Harpie, Aggie MacKenzie, has finally gone out of "Dancing On Ice"!
About bloody time too... I can't believe she lasted this long!I can't describe to you just how much I hate this woman, and her TV partner in crime, Kim... I could get really vitriolic, believe me, but I'm auto-censoring myself as I'm typing this... I just hate with a passion "How Clean Is Your House?", and its "let's belittle some poor person for entertainment and so that you can tut about them over a cup of tea in the office tomorrow" style of programming, presented by a couple of over-paid char ladies (ladies in the loosest sense of the word) in fur-trimmed rubber gloves who can't even call a shit a shit - instead, a floater in the toilet is greeted with horror as a "poopy-doop" or whatever the fuck Kim called it!
My only disappointment tonight was that when Aggie fell, it wasn't on her smug, self-righteous arse!
Okay, breathe, Ally... and relax...
