Oh dear. Over the weekend, E4 began showing the current US series of Big Brother. After spending an unhealthy proportion of yesterday glued to the story so far of the antics of these 12 unfeasibly good looking young people (and Jack), I believe Sally and myself are, for want of a better word, hooked. After the new depths of inanity plumbed by the UK version this year, the constant stream of Survivor-style challenges, contests for…

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Mr Armstrong goes to Westminster

Under normal circumstances, the only way you can visit The Houses of Parliament is by writing to your MP and asking them to arrange either for you to take a tour, or to sit in the strangers’ gallery during a debate. Now, I don’t know much about my MP, (the honourable member for Brentford & Isleworth, Mrs Ann Keen). I didn’t vote for her, for a start, and her career in government seems rather undistinguished:…

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