The B, B and the C word....

Sorry.
I suspect most people reading our blog don't give a hoot about what's happening in the world of the bbc.
But really...
Does anyone actually care that a kitten on Blue Peter, named 'socks' by er....popular vote, should actually have been named 'cookie'? Well, it would seem that's the most recent admission of public deception by the bbc trust...but then when we discover it was a multiple choice question, and the name that had been deemed 'inappropriate' for children, was a name that had been offered, by the bbc, as an option on the choice of three??!!
I for one, will surely need therapy after this one. Indeed, I am heartened, in a truly tongue in cheek sort of fashion, that a new kitten will be introduced to the land of Blue Peter and now named 'Cookie', oh yes, that just about puts everything right in the world...and I can forgive BBC for this blatant faux pas?????????
Hey, did anyone notice people were dying through hunger? Needless wars are being fought? Or the world is dealing with some pretty big stuff? Get a life BBC and can all these gung ho producers please stop holding their hands up to stuff that we DON'T REALLY NEED TO KNOW ABOUT.
Had a lovely evening with our friends Rachael, James & Jen tonight. None of us were drinking which is why I feel I can get up in what feels like the middle of the night and pen this blog.
James (did you know his nickname is Cookie? - see previous para) interviewed the high heid yin of BBC, Mark Thompson this evening for his radio show afore coming home to help cook us our delicious (or should that be delishishly James?) roasted veg & (optional) feta. He had to lead with the 'scandal kitty' issue, when in fact, the Director General was clearly there to promote the opening of Pacific Quay, the brand new box that is BBC Scotland. James was matter of fact. He had been running about trying to find a photocopier that worked, to copy MT's speech from earlier that he and production needed for the show that was about to go on air, only to be accosted by some management bod who thought his frantic running in the midst of all these dignitaries for the official 'opening' was not very BBC (Did we mention Gordon Brown was there too). Missing the point guys - BBC is there to produce news, not delay all such deadlines to meet and greet!
And then Rachael, who'd been up since 6.00am doing a photoshoot to pr a weel kent local shopping gallery, who was wearing a herbal patch to ease her backache caused by high heels and nae seets for seven hours!
And Jen, who was due to produce another weel kent radio show tomorrow morning at 7am (yikes!)
Goodness.
Despite all this, the point i guess I'm trying to make, because free of that world, I can now do so, is we had a lovely evening and we laughed about the day's events, and potentially the events of the morrow. There we had no egos, no-one trying to out-do the other with stories of importance, just a day in the life of, a job, and then hey, we all had lives.
You know what? We, as Lunicorn, hardly talked shop, and that has got to be a good thing. We were five friends breaking bread together, also talking about the real stuff, the very real things that affected our lives and it felt good.
Thank you James & Rachael for a lovely evening, and to Jen for running us home.
It's all good.
Night Night
The Lunicorns