Celebrate people! This is the 101st post of this blog! Hurrah, Hurrah!
To mark this moment, and for no other reason that it fits quite well, this post is dedicated to Room 101. Now, literary types will go,
“Ah, Room 101, 1984, rats… yes”
And those who have read the book may even quote,
“You asked me once, what was in Room 101… The thing that is in Room 101 is the worst thing in the world.”
to remind themselves of the horror ( and to show that they can quote from books.), but I refer, not to the literary Room 101 but the TV Series.
Although it was cancelled last year, it is one of those shows that will never be forgotten. For thjose who never saw it the basic premise was each guest on the show listed the things they hate most in the world and nominate them to go into Room 101, and never be seen again. You could nominate people, animals, things, places, anything you like from the sublime (Disney) to the ridiculous (the small piece of cotton which holds new socks together). The host would decide on the strength of your argument whether it would go in…
The things I would nominate to go in Room 101 are:
External speakers on mobile phones. They are unnecessary and annoying. And they never sound good. They are just offensive in every way. Being stuck on a bus with one of these pumping music out is just the ‘perfect’ way to start or end a day.
People Who Talk in the Cinema Going to hell they are, but while they are here ruining movie goign for the rest of us
Cigarettes in public places I know they have been banned from public buildings and pubs and the like, but that just means that the smoke is outside now being blown into our faces as we walk along the street. You can’t drink alcohol on the street any more, so lets put cigarette smoke inside private spaces, and while I’m on this subject…
People who have kids and smoke These people either a) don’t care about their children’s health, or b) don’t realise that smoke is dangerous. Just the other day I saw some girl light up a cigarette in front of her very very young baby and then wave the cigarette in front of its face. I wanted to beat her to death with the pram.
So, come on, play along. You can nominate as many things as you want, but you must say why… Then a decision shall be made whether to put it in or not (if anyone has any strong feelings either way then pipe up!)
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February 28th, 2008 at 11:09 pm
There’s a new radio show on Radio 4 with Bill Bailey that is sort of the opposite of Room 101. It’s set in an imaginary museum where guests have to submit things they want to go in as exhibits. The first show had Brian Blessed and an Australian paleontologist who had funny stories.
February 29th, 2008 at 2:45 am
I don’t mind cigarettes in public places, and I know people who have kids who smoke, but not in the kids’ faces (Britt, for example).
But I agree with your first two!
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February 29th, 2008 at 3:52 pm
I was going to say what Avitable said, actually. Do I care about my kids? Of course. Do I know it’s dangerous? Um, yeah. That’s why I do it outside, etc.
And if I could quit today without a fear of sliding back into depression already (a common side effect for women who quit) - I would.
It’s called an addiction for a reason.
As for what I would put in room 101…
Crocs. Without a doubt. Those fugly ass shoes need to die.
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February 29th, 2008 at 7:22 pm
yorksdevil - Sounds like the idea that Stephen Fry had when he was a guest on 101 called Room Lovely. I’ll have to listen in!
Avitable - That’s what I meant - blowing smoke in kid’s faces. See, this is another prime example of bad blogging when tired thing.
Midd Britt - Didn’t mean to cause offense. I meant the people that blow smoke in their kid’s faces. They are the ones I would lock in a dark room. Need to blog when not tired! heh, when am I not tired these days?
And crocs - oh yes, banished. My mum wears them around the house… I hate the look, feel and rubbery smell. There’s no point to them. Holey bastards.
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