Looks like a thinly-veiled plug for her new TV series to me which, like her print-media drivel, I shall ignore in the same way that I do Big Brother. In fact, her flatulent scribblings "challenge" me in the same way that Big brother does - you are tempted to watch it/read it in order to wind yourself up, in the full knowledge that you will hate yourself afterwards for validating its/her very existence. This is the aspect of human nature that drives people to read the Daily Mail. I'm not so sure about "seat sniffing" though - I always thought it was more correctly called "snurging" - but in any event, an aversion to Big Brother is not, in my not-so-humble opinion, the necessary concomitant of seat-sniffing. Big Brother was, for one series, an engaging curiosity, but it has since cannibalised itself. The contestants now know the score and blithely give the audience what it sat waiting for throughout the whole of the first series - nudity and sex. It has therefore lost the major selling point it once had - the sense of true voyeurism. I understand that Dwayne still enjoyed looking at some Irish bird's tits though. Hughesy.