Good Winter TV

Today was a good day.
Actually. Tonight was what I mean by a good day.
East Enders (Ronnie shags ex-evil-alcoholic-husband-of-Deneise; Peggy shacks up with double-crossing Archie and LIES no less to PAT who had extra thick blue eye shadow on tonight and Lucy is about to fancy J who mugged her but she doesn't know that and she's a cow coz she blackmailed her bi-sexual perma-tan-uncle-Christian).
Followed by a tastily baked salmon fillet. With home grown tomatoes.
Followed by the result of America's Next Top Model (cycle 11! wow. its been on that long?) - London (that's one of the models) got sacked because in the 7 weeks of the competition she's nearly doubled her weight. Uncanny viewing as her face arms legs bottom waist just get bigger and bigger.
Followed by, and now it's totally officially winter time, but that's Ok - because now we have SPOOKS. Even though the gorgeous yum yum actor Rupert was blown apart in the first episode of the last series making it nearly a boycottable offence, somehow the dark blue grading of the show, complete with about 8 different agents all double crossing each other on the brink of being horribly tortured or murdered - and a lot of whispered conversations which make no difference if you hear what they say or not - and Harry Pearce. Gawd love him. Spooks is just spooker-duper.
Preceded by Liz weeing in her bed at 4am this morning. This kind of night was most definitely called for.
Thank you bbc 1 and living. I love you equally.
And I love chocolate. And wine as well. Also I really hot baths but now its 10.10pm and that means its bed time not bath time. There are lots of other things I love but I'll talk about them another time.
Spooks. God. In't spooks bwilliant?