This is coming a few days late, but I just wanted to share my enthusiasm of Big Brother’s finale. I figured from the start Brian would win, but you obviously can never count on anything. Especially since I’m slowly learning the ways of the English mentality and feelings on what makes good television (as it’s a whole lot different in America). I have this feeling that the twins would never have made it very far in America, as they were just so annoying, and, well, PINK! Anyways, that’s besides the point of this.

He was so thick, but oh so lovable. The very fact that he called Shakespeare, ‘Some geezer who directed some movie called Romeo and Juliet,’ made me (for some unexplainable reason) love him more. I had no idea people, especially anyone English, didn’t know who Shakespeare was. Well, at least he knew who The Streets were. I loved him running around the house after he was left alone to soak in the glory of his win. So classically Brian - always pacing (just this time, at a much more rapid speed!).

This was my first time watching any Big Brother, so I’ve been recently broken in, but I loved it.

And on another note, I lament with all those in London having to deal with the Metronet strike. My friend summed it up best: ‘It was an absolute nightmare this morning. I’d rather stick a dull fork in my eye then deal with this ever again.’ Me too. Here’s hoping it gets sorted sooner than Friday morning…