Rachel and I spent a rather trashy and fun evening last night watching The X Factor Final on both ITV1 and ITV2 from 18:40 onwards. Although I agree with A that it’s a lot of nonsense, it is compulsive viewing. Rachel and I have been following the series since it started at the audition stage up to the Final.

What is it about TV programmes like this that make them compulsive viewing? Well, I do have a theory. We all have a dream to become popstars or celebrities. The X Factor is about finding ordinary people and making them stars. The power to make people stars is in the public’s hands. The show has a mixture of music, tears, laughter, tension and shocks. The judges are great fun (although I find Louis really annoying), and the standard of talent this year has been exceptionally high.

You probably all know that Shayne Ward won The X Factor, and funnily enough, he is the act that I wanted to win after Brenda Edwards went out last week. Brenda was my favourite of the lot – she was amazing.

Anyway, I know that some o you reading this will be going “oh ffs, get a grip will you? X Factor is shite!”. Well, that may well be true, but it’s pretty damn good fun, and kept us entertained on a Saturday evening. Saturday evenings will be rather empty from now on, but at least there will be a new series in 2006!