BBC journalists are on strike this morning. The first time in years. It's killing me. How I love a dose of cut throat politics and news, the smell of blood as one lie is told upon another, the back stabbing, the intrigue, the whole kit and caboodle of it. I scanned like a mad man possessed through the radio stations and there was nothing. Absolutely nothing to rival the Today program. How am I going to get through the morning? Not even listening to talk about football helped. I suppose it might of were I a footy fan, but it didn't. Damn. Damn the cut backs to the World Service. What is happening to us all. I need my adrenaline junkie shot of the news and skulduggery.
No choice, might just have to pop to the shops and get a BEANO. What's Desperate Dan doing nowadays?
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