Blog! Bit of back scratching. The stunningly researched 24blog is following the series from a BBC perspective (we're only on episode three over here) reviewing episodes and reviews of episodes. Mentions my review of the first episode here with the title 'Frankly CTU's intelligence gathering is rubbish'. Lord knows how he found me ...

Also... Mohair at The Virgin Megastore, Liverpool, who sound like they've taken inspiration from fictional band Stillwater -- except for the Spinal Tap moment when they took time out to bring to the attention of shoppers the various bargains throughout the store ("75% off many items ... two DVDs for £20... and now for our next song ...")
The Grammys in which Norah Jones won everything. Sometimes a voice can melt a thousand hearts. Hope it doesn't go to her head.
The Bafta Film Awards in which nobody won everything and Meryl Streep wanted to spank somebody.
Cold Feet is back for a fifth season and still hits more than it misses. Although I wish Helen Baxendale would get more to do.
24 on BBC3 which I can't talk about ... but you're really not going to believe it ...
'Spirit' in which Jewel continues her first album from were she left off and lets us drift away ...

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