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I have, not surprisingly, been watching more television than usual of late, and because of my addiction to wedding dress shows, particularly a lot of advertisements (because they are on the cheap channels).

I have decided that:

a) the cutest guy on telly is the man who just bought a Wren kitchen, because seriously, what a sweetie,

and

b) it is impossible to decide which is the more annoying, the man who drones about how free should mean free (comfused.com) and the one who gets irritatingly excited about TOP things that are TOP. To the guillotine!

I am also bafflingly fond of the bingo-playing woman who plays a pink guitar with her toes. She is none of the things I would wish to be, but I love her.