So watching Oprah at some stage in the afternoon is a must.
Now I have not had the pleasure in quite a while.
Jaysus the contestants are all sitting around a counsellor bitvhing about how a long over (9 yrs ago) divorce hurt them so much. I do not want to have my sick time invaded by three middle class young adults sniveling about how they feel they are unable to open up to their parents.
Does anyone want to open up to their parents or have the other happen...they open up to you. YIKES! My parents are great but I think it would kill them off if they knew what went on in my head and I am fairly certain a frank discussion the other way would have me running for the kitchen knife.
My advice to these well dressed young folk to get themselves a drinking problem like most of Irish youth and kill off any brain cells that would enable you to discuss emotions properly.
Maybe I should stick with Seoige and O'Shea where they are doing an item on tarot readings...Will different tarot readings be consistent for the same man? Effing tarot readings? How far has Grainne fallen since the newsreader days.
Still even I fancy the lovely Seoige....everytime I see her I imagine her in black with a large whip in hand.
Did I just fall into a weird fantasy land..did I mention I was sick?
Must turn TV back on to find out if GS thinks Irish men are bad husbands.
I'm guessing the target audience for this show are kinda sad.
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