Not Tim's final thought

There may be other thoughts over the weekend, especially on Sunday with the BBLB reunion. Just finished the review for final editions of the paper. Gave it four out of five stars, said I loved it and how it still had legs. Sappy fool I am. Look, I know some of you will be heading off after the final, so just wanted to say thanks very much for sticking around with Damian and me these last few weeks. I know there hasn't been many of us maintaining the blog this year but hope we've been adequate at least. I love doing it, and talking with you, and chatting and bitching and sharing my innermost shallow thoughts. Truly. I shall miss it. Sappier and sappier.

So, back to the final... I'm still a little freaked by Chanelle and Charley: surely they could parlay this "hatred" into something financially lucrative. It was LOVELY to see Lesley there, and check out my most loathed housemate of the year, that mealy-mouthed fraggle, Billi. Why, why, why cannot I stand him so. It's the hair. it's the everything. Brian does genuinely seem sweet. Come on, grant me that, as you stir your cauldrons. And has Gerry been Atkins-ing?