Goodness gracious I am just watching last night's first episode of "Made in Chelsea" and I am ot sure how much more I can take to be quite honest! I find it hard to take it all seriously and I haven't decided yet whether that is because the website (e4 on demand) says "some scenes have been created for your entertainment" or because they are ridiculous people. It is not even their names or the fact that one of them thought Charles Dickens wrote Winnie the Pooh, which a lot of people took to twitter to moan about last night. I think it is just because they haven't got anything to worry about, they never have and they never will. I suppose that makes it jealousy on my part but whatever, I guess I am jealous. I can't be doing with people who have no purpose in life other than to massage each others massive egos! They don't have jobs - unless you class socialite, events, one-off singer and blog writing lady as real jobs, which I do not. They just seem to float around being rich and talking about shit. I don't think I will be tuning in again as I didn't even make it to the end of the episode.
Roll on "The Apprentice". . . . . . .