This TV phenomenon plainly shows no sign of abating because last week alone we were treated to the less than tantalising trio of Britain's Benefit Tenants, Benefits by the Sea: Jaywick and Dogs on the Dole.
It's a cold night and the car park in Bratislava is lit only by the neon lights from a supermarket. This is where Romana, a prominent gay rights activist was lured after a phone call from a woman who suggested they meet up. In fact, lying in wait were six shaven neo-Nazis.
I'm excited for Freddy. We could all learn a thing or two from him. Freddy has found a purpose and a clear sense of fulfilment in helping others, it's a natural path and one he is choosing for himself, I'm beyond proud.
Sure, there are other characters in the sophomore season of HBO's True Detective, but it's the battle between Detective Ray Velcoro (Colin Farrell) and his moustache that offers the most gut-wrenching relationship.
Do I really want someone or something that would simply agree with what I say, because they are programmed to, as oppose to having any emotional investment in the subject matter? Will I miss having a real person supporting me, who is able to read and understand my emotions in the context of their own?
The more people try not to speak about someone's disability or difference, the more they'll end up stumbling - and it's very obvious to that person what's going on. And they won't be offended! I don't mind somebody acknowledging my height or talking about dwarfism. To be honest, if they're curious or inquisitive, I'd rather we did chat about it.
Of course, live television still retains its central importance to UK television viewing, and linear viewing is not going to disappear any time soon. However, changing viewing habits and new ways to watch television mean that the summer months no longer provide audiences with a television 'breather'. Instead, 2015 looks set to be the best year ever for summer TV.
At the diagnosis appointment my surgeon went straight on to suggest a mastectomy followed by a stomach tuck to reconstruct a new breast, and explained how they'd have to reduce the other breast as I was fairly well endowed and it was unlikely they could reconstruct to match.
This series has flown. Despite Big Brother's multiple attempts to reignite the series and keep things fresh, I feel hugely underwhelmed. With the final only days away, never in sixteen years have I felt as apathetic to any housemate line-up as I have Timebombs.
The BBC does not belong to its staff. The BBC does not belong to the Government. The BBC belongs to the country. The public are our shareholders - they pay for us. So it is their voice that will matter most in this debate. And what the public wants is a continually better BBC. So that will be our test for any future proposals. Will audiences be even happier with what they get from us? Is the BBC still able to give them the best output in the world? Have we helped the creative industries grow? That, to me, is the real debate - and the only debate that really matters.
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As someone who grew up between two cultures, I have been fascinated with the question of why men and women with similar backgrounds to mine were drawn towards radical messages of hate and violence. Was it a response to Western foreign policy, to the position of Muslims in the world? Did it come from an inevitable clash of diametrically opposed cultures?
From the beginning, Danny proved popular with the viewers. Pitting oneself against the house villain always manages to be a strong tactic for winning favour with the public. I grew to respect Danny for standing up towards the bullies. However I feel he has let himself down massively ever since.
I am enjoying our genuine national interest in hitherto uncelebrated wildlife, in a positive way that Watership Down could never truly offer. Because all the children were crying.
I'm a little bit sad there isn't a bit more photographic evidence of my late teens and early 20s as I was four stone lighter and often went out without a bra on without them flapping around my knees. But I am glad that no one will ever get to witness the time I was was left stood crushed in New Street Station, dumped, weeping under the departures board. Braless and thin.
Helen was cancer to last year's Big Brother house and this year's series was equally affected. I can only feel sorry for the housemates who auditioned for this year's series, rather than last year's but ended up having to live with the corrupted, twisted, rotten woman.