You know, people have been wondering of late why Ooh Sometimes seems to be so empty in recent times.

Some say it’s due to the credit crunch that we’ve had to cut back on the staff working on the project. Seeing as it was only the Lord of Leisure who wrote on here, that meant no-one else was actually around. Slight oversight but there we are, it happens.

Others say it’s simply for the fact that Work has been a main catalyst, with work needing to be taken out of hours home, worked on more, then sleep then back to work fresh for the next day, as par well everyone else in London.

To all those, I say neigh, and not because I’m a horse.

It’s been mainly down to that piece of Televisual crack-cocaine, called Everybody loves Raymond.

Yes, thanks to the combination of the “Can’t be arsed” syndrome first diagnosed by Doctors in the late 60s after smoking some crazy s**t and a collection of season length DVDs, the home environment has been a slave to the on-screen antics of the Barone family in pain from the family who live across the street.

Every day has consisted of at least 3 hours of watching the show over and over, and the worst part is I cannot stop, and it’s not getting old. In fact, as the seasons go on it’s getting funnier and funnier, with Robert, the suffering brother coming out with possibly some of the best comedy nuggets of gold I’ve heard since I passed an old man who was singing while p*ssing on a taxi cab.

FOUL TEMPTRESS, THY NAME IS RAYMOND!

(Please note, normal service shall be resumed as soon as I reach season 9)