I hang my head in shame

I have a confession to offer up this morning, my head is hung in abject shame, I should perhaps be manacled in stocks and pelted with rotten tomatoes, ridiculed by all!

What is my sin, this despicable, heinous crime of mine? I sat and watched, purposely I might add, this was no accident, the first episode of Celebrity Big Brother , the whole issue, one and a half hours, I can't even prove repentance by having switched off within the first half hour....

I watched it all, start to finish, every last moment, I have no excuses!

What makes it worse is that it was appalling, the word 'celebrity' where applied to this particular bunch of contestants is somewhat inappropriate, they are a bunch of 'has beens' and Z listers. Save for perhaps what might be considered by some the voyeuristic ratings pull of persuading Michael Barrymore to take part, the others are not anything remotely approaching names of high celebrity calibre, very much the reverse......Rula Lenska, Pete Burns, Traci Bingham and Jodie Marsh to name but a few.

But there was worse to come, the final death knell sounded loud and clear for me with the entry of the final 'celebrity', George Galloway. Need I say more, my punishment was complete, to give that man any kind of access to air time or exposure is bordering on the obscene!