As a society, we like our news fast and our solutions faster, but this week delivered a reminder that problems that made front-page news years back can make for positive updates a decade or so later (albeit hidden on page 23 of the paper). Teen pregnancies are a case in point. Oft-used as the (im)perfect example of 'Broken Britain', it was announced this week that girls aged between 15 and 19 are today half as likely as their grandmothers to become pregnant.
Uniquely set in real time, the show initially ran from 2001-2010 but is currently in production (in London in fact), for a new miniseries entitled 24: Live Another Day, airing in May this year.
I had been on tour eating take-away food and five cans of lager a night and was weighing in at 14 stone. I'm 5' 9" so I can't carry that amount of timber, I had a pot belly and I hated it, but not only was I in the worst shape of my life but I was also about to start the most physically demanding prime-time show on British telly.
I have travelled quite a bit but this is my first time in Africa and Chelsea feels very far away. I feel immediately at home. A trip to Ghana showed me how easy it can be for us not to think about people living in poorer countries and about the farmers who grow so much of the food we eat.
So what was Yonderland like? Challenging, exhausting, but most of all, fun. Film making is not a quick process, the hours are long and there is an awful lot of time in between bouts of filming whilst the camera crew, lighting, sound, props, set dressers, puppet team and most importantly director finalise a shot.
This Saturday saw the final round of blind auditions for Season Three of The Voice UK with yet again Will.i.am being the last to fill his team. Also showing that the new panel and programming shift has worked with the show beating Saturday Night Takeaway in the ratings war.
Ambulance controller Tom Barnwell does a rewarding job, I hope he was rewarded with a good voice too. He deserves a chance.
I always wanted a big brother. Someone a few years older that could relay the information back and tell me how to deal with life's situations from the mistakes he made. Someone to teach me how to cheat on homework, tell me which teachers to avoid, how to drink properly, how to kiss or how to fall in love...
That's the thing about telly, it tends to get people animated. Take a real stinker for example. Channel 4's provocative coital experiment Sex Box failed to set pulses racing and was described as an "all new low for television". Who could have uttered such a withering remark? Step forward Steph Parker, the star of another of Channel 4's shows - the irresistible, breakout hit Gogglebox.
As a weather presenter, I get to examine the latest Met Office charts so I know exactly when I'm going to need an umbrella. But which one? Over the years I've tried them all. I've tried big and small, traditional and high-tech. I've been wooed with lightweight materials, sturdy frames, hard-to-ignore colours and all sorts of other clever new gizmos.
The BBC does seem to specialise in its welcomes. A personal favourite is the introduction of the 'arch bitch of Canterbury' Alright, he may not be everyone's cup of tea but that's a bit uncalled for! Let's not forget introducing the Chinese Year of the Horse as 'Year of the Whores'. Crikey!
Everything about the series is tremendous: the cast, the plot, the twists, the ominous atmosphere; it has everything. However, there's another thing that makes the series so great - the philosophy behind it all. For me, it is a factor that truly adds to the already enticing and edge-of-seat drama.
I'm a fan of Top Gear. I know I'm female, and this is wrong, but I like cars and the trio makes me laugh. But last night's episode was one of the most tasteless things I have ever watched on television.
How do you make programmes about books that people actually want to watch? And who - or what - should fill the gap left by the absence of books on mainstream TV? Macmillan clearly hope they've found the answer
Our growing insistence on giving each other prizes is creating a culture that's beginning to seem like Sports Day at a progressive kindergarten, where no child goes home empty-handed, even if they fell over before their race began.
The problem isn't, therefore, that women aren't competitive. The problem is that, in our society, they're smart and able enough to see that they're unlikely to win. And who in their right mind would enter a contest in the belief that they'll lose?