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Gormless, witless, pointless. Apparently Clueless is about to pollute the airwaves later today.

Don't hold yer hopes up.

And do you know what? RS think it's good radio. Just like the Saturday cooking spot ... oops ... discarded. Tripe.

Just listened to Wilder's interview when he was asked about the next match against Rotherham. Apparently Wednesday equalised in the "115TH" minute. 90 + 10 minutes of injury time = 100 minutes Chris. Getting nervous?

Listen to Pressman. Steve Coogan will never need a new script for Alan Partridge. Pressman is the sort of "DJ" Coogan lampoons. Only trouble is, Pressman, his twenty listeners and RS production team are delusional. Seriously.

I realise that. My point is that TF is also self, self, self.

Mrs Foster has two daughters, unless perchance you hadn't heard.

Nope. Just turned 7.00 am - "Good morning it's To..." Click.

Documentary about photographer Don McCullin. Compelling TV. Hilarious, moving, inspiring. And, his war photography was hardly mentioned.

Let us hope and pray she raises the standard above the dross provided by Foster, Pressman, Cowan, et al.

Hahahaha.. sorry, puerile I know. But that defending was hilarious.

I think if you look at the quality and integrity of really worthy people who have batted back gongs, then that tells you all you need to know ... Zephenia Weller Broadbent Loach. Shame on you, Palin.

Two options now. Both, I believe, are currently unemployed. Carlos. Bruce.

We in S6 have absolutely nothing to crow about. But that was dross.

1979 TV movie of Salem's Lot, starring James Mason and David Soul. Terrifying vampirism.