I was watching Trading Spouses tonight (adapted from the British series Wife Swap - the original’s always the best :) ), and one of the families had really bratty kids - constantly bickering, the older one terrorising the younger one, and both of them whining if they didn’t get their own way. It just reminded me how much I hate kids like that, especially when the parent doesn’t do anything to stop it. The mother was just watching it all happen. They say they don’t like it when a stranger comes in and tries to discipline their kids, but hey - you obviously don’t know how to do it, so why not let someone else have a try. You might actually learn something. I hate it when people think their bratty kids are cute, and that their unruly behaviour is somehow endearing - ‘awww look at those kids’ - IT’S NOT. Control your damn kids!

At the moment we’re watching a show about people who have been injured during various sporting pursuits. One of them was a man who was gored at a bullriding event. I really don’t have much sympathy for the guy. Sure, it’s awful what happened to him, but he knew before he went in what the risks are, what might happen, but he did it anyway. Idiot.