Although it wasn't deliberate, it seems it became consistant that I would become editor for shows made by the BBC. I've got ten of them there, but my latest and 11th show has killed my apparent loyalty to Aunty Beeb stone dead. Dear God... what have I done. :D

Yes there is a white egg amongst my brown eggs, there is a can of coke amongst my crate of beer cans, a stray Irish euro amongst my pound sterling coins, I'm editor of a... *spits* ...LivingTV show! (Most Haunted to be exact).

I can never go back now, it's too late. It'll be Channel 4 next, then maybe something from *gasp* ITV1. It's a sickness I tells ya!