Because we know that since you had kids, you don’t get out much anymore…
I stuffed up again. Unbelievable! At 9:27 precisely last night, I said to myself: “Ooh, great! Three more minutes and we can turn off this borax cricket and put How Not To Live Your Life on!”
It usually takes me ages to work out what channel is where on our new digital remote control thingy, but I figured three minutes gave me plenty of time…Amazingly enough, I pressed the ‘ch’ button the exact right amount of times and BANG! There it was – ABC2 in all its glory.
My joy was short-lived, though, because How Not To Live Your Life was 30 seconds away from finishing for a whole-nother week. It had started at nine, not nine-thirty, you see.
Bugger.
As soon as I realised this, the credits on it-could-be-my-fave-show-if-I-ever-got-to-see-it-properly started rolling and quick as a flash, the remote was grabbed from my hand and SNORE! The bloody cricket was back on.
So I went to bed, resolving to study the TV Guide more carefully next week.
I’m not holding out much hope, but if you do happen to come across any half-decent TV worth watching over the weekend, please, please, a thousand times please let me know. Now, where did I put that Damages box set…?
See you next week!
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