Forty years ago this week, hapless newbie ghost Fred Mumford teleported himself into a dustbin, marking the start of Rentaghost. First broadcast on Tuesday 6 January 1976, it became a staple of '70s/80s UK children's TV.
Professor Jean Pierre Tourtier, Chief Medic of the Paris Fire Brigade, had never spoken in public about the aftermath of the massacre at Charlie Hebdo. His precise descriptions of what he saw had a barely-suppressed intensity that took me by surprise: "The first thing I remember, even before I entered the Charlie Hebdo office - was the smell. A smell that was a mix of gunpowder and blood - that metallic smell of blood. Then I saw a pile of bodies. And someone at the back of the meeting room said - in a voice that was almost gentle - 'Monsieur, s'il vous plaît, aidez-moi'."
Like many who watched Making a Murderer, I was extremely upset by what I saw. It wasn't just another series that I could put behind me and move on. I felt compelled to lend my support to Steven Avery and Brendan Dassey in some way. So, I started a petition for each of them on Change.org.
It took two years, but another Sherlock instalment is finally on its way - and not a minute too soon. Cleverly scripted and brilliantly acted, this is one of the best dramas to grace our screens.
Yes, I watched Agatha Christie's And Then There Were None over Christmas. And I was excited, because I read the book when I was younger and I was absolutely gripped, and that was down to nothing more than the exhilarating plotting and words of a lady with a cracking perm. But when I watched the BBC adaptation, I did not expect to feel so excited. In. My. Vagina.
Here at the Royal Institution (Ri), we created the Christmas lectures to bring science alive in the minds of young people, and they have proved popular with audiences of all ages since they began in 1825. The lectures give young people a taste of the excitement and importance of science.
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.
Last Sunday it came down to two candidates, Joseph Valente and Vana Koutsomitis who both became favourites halfway through the season as they showed great leadership, business prowess and teamwork. Yet despite their qualities, Alan Sugar was only interested in one thing and that's their business plan.
One thing you must never ever do when you have the privilege of running a channel like Sky Arts is talk nonsense. This is the number one rule of running an arts channel, with the addendum that you must be able to stroke your beardy chin and say something frighteningly clever and well informed about everything you see, no matter how bad it might be.
'Why not walk away from the abuse?' people say. If only it was that easy. It's an addiction. And believe me, that I know. I've been an addict, I'm not ashamed to admit that. I've made mistakes. I'm only human. Doesn't matter if it's cocaine or being with an abuser, people relapse. Sounds stupid, but sometimes it's the easiest option.
As we now know, the lucky candidate was Vana Koutsomitis. Yes, I am aware that she was the runner up and as a consequence won't have to answer to Lord Sugar ever again, hence the use of the word 'lucky' as opposed to 'cursed'. You have to sympathise with the winner. Poor Joseph Valente, plumbing new depths of awfulness with that company name and logo.
José Mourinho has been dismissed as Chelsea manager a mere seven months after lifting the Premiership trophy with his triumphant team at Stamford Bridge. And it's a good thing. A very good thing indeed.
My current favourite is Chanel Oberlin, the seething, sparkling Sorority girl played by Emma Roberts in Scream Queens, a new series that's accurately been branded a 'Mean Girls meets Halloween' hybrid
If the comparison of Blind Date then and First Dates now is anything to go by, mainstream film and television have made LGBT people more visible over the past two decades. But my diary seems to support the fact that that progress in diversity in broadcasting over years has been woefully slow.
The interviews episode is always the best. Bear traps are laid, and the unwitting candidates fall into them. Every year without fail there's a numpty who believes the little lie about graduating from Cambridge/getting Highly Commended in Grade 4 Ballet/discovering the Higgs Boson won't be found out.
There already seems a lack of expertise among some of those who commission TV programmes about religion and ethics. In a recent video aimed at programme-makers which claims to explain the BBC's Religion strategy for BBC One. It doesn't mention religion until 25 seconds from the end!