Bloody hell. Big Brother is on again. Seems only 5 minutes since I was finally freed of the misery last time round. The prospect of weeks trying to avoid E watching shrieking inadequates fills me with the kind of dread normally reserved for under-achieving Chinese fridge factory managers during their annual performance review.

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