dear diary: my teen angst has a body count;
Can I just say that my new year’s resolution – to stop spending a small fortune every week on crappy food – has been dealt a severe blow by the reintroduction of the bacon cheeseburger to the McDonalds Pound Saver menu?
ITV1 will be represented by a simple gold logo, supported by a range of clips to illustrate its central strength – the channel that empathises with people in a friendly manner. The clips show people, not actors, in various moods, including unhappiness. A couple hug trees, children roll down a slope, a lonely young man clutches a rose in a cinema foyer. Less obviously, there is a clip of pigs wallowing in manure.
I think that’s all you need to know about the ITV rebrand. Except, perhaps they should think about getting some decent programmes so that those new viewers it manages to tempt over, stay…
Stress, stress, stress. And half the people who were supposed to be getting back to me, er, last week, haven’t done so yet. Who’d be a magazine editor?
Claire’s just texted to say she’s got tickets to see My Ruin at the end of the month. It’s like being seventeen again.
On the subject of giggage, we’re getting over-excited about T in the Park in the office, despite having no idea when the tickets go on sale. Hopefully I’ll have the money when they do so I can just buy two tickets and worry about finding somebody-Rob-or-my-sister-or-other to go with rather than having them sell out while I make plans. Although Susan’s put the image of me sitting forlornly in a tent all on my ownsome with a cup of tea and a toasted marshmallow on a stick firmly in my head now.
Looking forward to watching this tonight, and then killing all those brain cells I’ve engaged for an hour by flicking between Celebrity Big Brother and Soapstar Superstar.
Lols, you want a co-credit on this lifestyle piece? You did do most of the research after all…
I lub my friends. You know who you are.