The Queen, Oklahoma, The One Show And Me

My best friend phoned, breathless, at 7.25 p.m. yesterday. Was I watching The One Show? Oh, purleeese (or however you spell that). Do I look like the sort of woman who watches The One Show? No disrespect, Matt & Alex, but no I wasn’t watching.   “Oh, well, you’ll want to watch it later then, on iplayer. ‘Cos it’s right up your street tonight!” Have you got a best friend who knows you this well? If not, I feel for you. I duly tuned in this evening when I remembered, and what my pal knew was that I would love several […]

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