Mrs Overton

I was drying my hair and overheard the neighbour say: "I hate that new bird on the Today Show". With all this talk about how appalling Jessica Rowe is I was almost compelled to turn it on for a few minutes. Do we think it's a Channel 9 ratings ploy?

Of course, any kind of breakfast television is appallingly depressing and I'm sure I have a much better life for avoiding it.

Apparently, in the absence of having anything actually worthwhile to say, our Jess just "loves" everything. http://www.smh.com.au/news/tv--radio/rowe-laughs-last-and-loudest/2006/01/30/1138590441154.html I don't know who this Gwyn Topham is but I love him/her already. "Madge to Rowe's Dame Edna." Hee hee. I love it .I'm sure that when you're earning half a million dollars a year it's suddenly a whole lot easier to love a whole lot of things.

In the inevitable rearrangement that happens post flatmate departure I came across my Diana Vreeland book. It's from her Harpers Bazaar "Why Don't You..." column that I think began in the 60s. Pricelessly dated advice such as: "Why don't you...buy a smart navy car, have it upholstered in navy leather and always have a mulberry cashmere knee rug stashed in the trunk." Go on, why don't you?

I'm thinking of starting a similar column, except everything will be negative as in "Why don't you...never watch breakfast television and you'll have a whole lot better life." I love it already.