Serotonin recently found himself employment. Which may explain the third person self referencing.... But one sure fire side effect is no more Countdown... and these early mornings preclude me from watching those late night valiant talking heads who find themselves washed up on the beach of televisual entertainment.. yes, I'm talking about ITV play. But what's that? Off air due to premium phone line irregularities? The formula of non threatening men in stripy shirts from Marks and Spencers and crotch hugging pants, and women with come hither looks in their eyes who were clearly coached in the art of biting their lips was an achingly, agonisingly cringeworthy, yet by all accounts profitable exercise. Enough gullible buffoons were punching away on redial, trying to "jump on board that money train", not realising that the train was making a stop at their bank account nightly. And those kind folk at ITV imposed a daily limit of an entirely reasonable 150 calls. Serotonin says bring this back at once!
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