Splashback

I'm no fan of reality TV and that's putting it mildly. I still don't know what possessed me to spend 30 minutes of my life watching ITV's latest excuse, morbid fascination probably. Celebrity diving . . . . What ? . . . . .  How ? . . . . . .  Who ? 

I feel ashamed, slightly dirty for even daring to take a peak at this road kill masquerading as Saturday night entertainment for the masses. Even in his worst nightmares Seb Coe could never have imagined that the Team GB pin up boy of London 2012 could possibly hope to inspire a generation to take up his sport by fronting a dog of a programme like this.

When they weren't howling with laughter between the eye watering belly flops the only tangible message throughout this programme for the viewers was to stuff their faces with pizza - Dominos Pizza - did I mention they sponsor the programme ?

At this rate don't bank on Tom Daley improving on his Bronze in four years time. 


Happy New Year by the way