Sorry I can't think of a title

There's a truism (and if there isn't there should be) that if you are bored writing something, then people will be bored reading it. And that's what I've realised about this stuff about HMV. So I'm going to give it a rest for a while. There's plenty else I can write about, such as the news the BBC are to produce yet another Charles Dickens adaptation. Something, I'm sure we all agree, we don't need. Its commissioning demonstrates a couple of things, the stultifying lack of imagination at the heart of UK TV drama and the vice like grip the public domain has on what we see on TV. I can't wait to miss it.