Open to any prego* employee, friend, acquaintance or domestic pet.
This is where you can rant, comment, muse or peruse. Feel free to email moo@prego.co.uk with any of your own. Salacious stories particularly welcome.
I greeted the news that ITV is experiencing serious financial difficulties with great joy...
Mornings at the gym for me are never usually a time for any kind of observation, thought or consideration. I spend most of my time trying not to fall asleep on the cross trainer, and musing how early I can get away with going to bed when I get home. But this morning was different...
The other weekend, I went shopping for my nan as my mum was away. She gave me a list filled with the usual stuff that old folks eat - bread (white Nimble), milk (full fat), dripping (pork), salmon (farmed) and tinned fruit cocktail (in syrup)...
After watching the first of five episodes of the recent BBC ‘Five Days’ thriller, in which a mother is abducted and her 2 children are left on the side of the road wondering what on earth happened to Mummy.
I find myself unsurprised by most things that happen these days…a smattering of rain, the country grinds to a halt…a couple of bombs around the world, George Bush invades anyone that will have him…
Why oh why do people ruin my enjoyment of quality soaps such as Coronation Street or EastEnders by saying “I though Janice had no money but she’s always in the Pub” or “How come Charlie’s court case came about three days after his fight?”
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