Fazzinchi

Okay, it’s about time I posted about the X-Factor. I’ve been watching for most of the series and my love/hate feelings about it continue. Part of me dies inside every time the Cowell bandwagon reels out another sob story of domestic hardship just prove that “This means the world to me and all I want to do with my life is sing” and “I know that my dead dad/mum/wife/hamster (*) would want me to do this”. (* delete as applicable). (more…)

After a short break for the summer, I am returning to the blogging world.  With a bit of luck there’ll be some decent programmes on TV worth writing about. There’ll be a DVD review of Dexter series one, and TV reviews of House of Saddam and the start of Spooks: Code 9 to come.  For now though, there are only two things on telly, the Olympics and Big Brother.  I’ll leave the Olympic coverage until after the medals have been counted (more…)

Blog Life is so much easier when you’re not trying to take screencaps with your cameraphone to upload on Flickr so that you can include pretty images in your posts.  Back when I decided to write about Journey’s End au naturelle, as it were, I promised I would go back and add in the pictures later. However, the experience has left me liberated.  Blogs afterall, are about words not pictures, so I have decided that here at Fazzinchi Towers we’re (more…)

It never fails to amaze me how people get affronted by the thought of watching Big Brother, let alone enjoying it.  I have had numerous conversations over the course of the last few weeks, since BB9’s arrival on the airwaves, with friends, family and collegues during which the discussions have often turned to television.  Whenever I ask if they’re watching Big Brother I get looks of bewilderment and contempt like my (more…)

The Likable Luke in the new Diary Room

So here we go again.  I never bothered with BB8 after the launch show, so tuning in to BB9 was basically going to be a one night event for me and The Other Viewer.  However, they hooked us in with secret mission and a quirky gang of 16 housemates… only a few of which I’d have to stop myself from slapping upon first meeting.  So, I’m sticking with it… for now.  I know, I shouldn’t and may be, the novelty will wear off soon. (more…)

Seven Days and Seven Nights

So, here we are a week into the show and I have already watched far more Big Brother than I vowed I would. The story (for want of a better word) so far is that what started out as an all-girl cast about whom my first impressions remain fairly unchanged, soon became not quite so “all-girl” as they were joined by sacrificial lamb/ stud/ lone voice of reason (delete as applicable) who has been thrust into the testosterone-free environs of the house to “mix it up” as I’m sure one of the (more…)