Apparently the end of civilisation as we know it means that we will have a flowering of culture as people try to find more meaning in their lives than has hitherto been the case. Instead of dreaming of acquiring such trinkets as this, this or this, we will sit about penning sonnets, planning our allotment, making do and mending and talking to our children. Except in our house, where the main topic of conversation seems to be the X Factor and how lovely and smiley Cheryl Cole is and to think I thought she was just a cheap Northern slapper when actually she is a little china doll who you would just like to have sitting on your mantlepiece giving you encouraging little smiles and hugging you every time you feel a bit crap.*
Apropos of nothing at all, is anyone else in the world watching this, it is a bit buried in the schedules after the Billie Piper sex thing on ITV2 but has made me laugh a lot. Alan Statham was on it last week as a super villain with the power to turn off lights. They should get Cheryl on with her superpower being the ability to turn cynical old munters into softies.
*I was going to insert a lovely picture of Cheryl here but in all the ones I saw she appears to have her tits or fandango on display so I haven't bothered.