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Still reeling with laughter at wednesday evenings Wife Swop.
Did you see it?
Boy would I wish to come to a loving wife who'd remove me shoes for me - not!
And Waynette, could you possibly sit in the same room without your skin creeping into bunches!

Absolutely wonderful coverage of life. I've only viewed this series on a couple of occasions but now do feel compelled. Anyone know how to set my video? (video??)

Anyone else out there a big fan? Any thoughts on where you might 'gel' with either wife/husband featured on wednesday.

Is anyone else still wearing a wry smile two days later?
Is there an omnibus edition on over the weekend at any point (seing as rain is forcast)?

defenatly geled with the one who takes my shoes off and stuff, then i could sit on ukc all the time rather than just most if it. Think of all that time i'd have on my hands, no cooking, cleaning and she even runs the bath, can't be bad

In reply to AnthonyB:
can't possibly get many like that to the pound!
Gem wasn't she. And 'he' (husband) so fecking vain! Probably pied his own poo.

didn't you just want to pick her up and put her in your pocket

In reply to AnthonyB:
yer, yer.
Luv'd the bit at the end when Waynette was giving out about the 'Prims' responsibility to their Mini Emporer; 'you just ignor him in the evenings and leave him lonely while you're upstairs 'aving a bit!'. Great vision and clarity of expression.

When Bonny (? - Mrs. Prim) was sat on the wall with baby on lap admiring the kids of Huddersfield playing street soccer, wishing she could do that for her son. Touching. Waynetter did have a great attitude to providing the Mini Emporer with a life.

In reply to ali_mac: it's just classic tv, but WHY would you ever want to agree to do it?

In reply to AnthonyB:

brilliant point! Hadn't thought of that.
Is it money?

In reply to ali_mac: It beats me 15 minutes of fame?

In reply to AnthonyB:

Ahhh that ol' chestnut. Did say Mr. Prim was vain.

But Wayne and Waynette?!? Would you want to be know for your toddlers crawling around on the floor in three day old grub.

And Waynes mates? What was that? Mid week drink 'till 3a.m. Better man than me, Gungadin! Did he have any personality or was he just a pastiche for Waynette to explore the more meaningful aspects of life? Like 'uddersfields nite life. Judging by the shots of the Mutton wandering around in boob tubes and greyhoounds I now know why they drop the 'H'. Class.

In reply to ali_mac: If he did have any personality he could do so much better than her. I would no way be able to put up with her would just go mad. It is sad that he's not strong enough to realise how bad she realy is

In reply to AnthonyB:
Agreed. Wife Swop - thereby the grace of.......

In reply to ali_mac: Looks like we were the only 2 people sad enough to watch it

In reply to AnthonyB: Gee, and I thought there was enough material in that one programme for a seminar!
Glad you made of it, what I did. Therein Mr.B we have a martion population here on earth, of two.
Thanks for the chat. I am still grinning at that content of the programme. Priceless.

Until next weeks eagerly awaited edition, regards, Al.

In reply to ali_mac: Any ideas on what people they've got on next week?

In reply to ali_mac:

I watched it as well, but by the end was convinced that Bonny was the controlling one in the "Prims". Look how she broke down when Whatsisname didn't notice she was "ill", and how her husband and kid perked up after a few weeks of her not being around. She seemed to want an entirely self-contained and micromanaged world of her, her husband, and the kid - when the other family didn't respond, she couldn't cope.

In reply to ali_mac: Just found this interview with Darenda
on channel 4 web site, made me laugh

Q: Why did you want to be on Wife Swap?
A: I saw an advert in a stage magazine asking for people to apply. It asked for loud, crazy families and I thought that sounded like us so we applied!

one big question to come out of this WTF was she doing reading Stage magazine?

In reply to AnthonyB:
No don't Mr.B. No!

Feck, me imagination just don't go that far!
Truth is stranger than friction (at least on limestone - not on grit mind).

How's about a saturday shopping Doris, with fag and inch long ash held above MacClaren buggie of perfect life acholade extension off-spring. Up against RT chick, who's out there doing it and don't give a shit cos she's got too much to do for herself, too much interest to share with others and too much zest for life to waste time on damp dusting (lovely and smeary, nice) ..... nah she's not married all of a sudden.

Oooh me head hurts.

In reply to ali_mac: ok now i'm a mixture of scared and confused all in one

In reply to Richard:

Ah, enlightened. missed on me that. Good point. I thought not as she wasn't so proud to get out there and clean the windows. But as you infer, she was just polishing her little empire?

Strange how Waynette acussed Vainity Claus of being the centre of the universe.

In reply to AnthonyB: What put u off?
Is it the challenge of explaining to me how to set my own video?

In reply to ali_mac: lol, i'm an IT engineer, supply me with lots of coffee, give me about 4 days and i maybe able to set it

In reply to ali_mac:


She had a point. I thought he just had an incredibly weak personality (he didn't do a very good job of telling her not to swear...) and a good few years of being repeatedly told by his wife that he was god rubbed off on him.

Why was Bonny swanning around another man's home in suspenders planning "quiet time" with him? No wonder he was terrified...

In reply to AnthonyB:
thanks for the offer.
Red star postage alright?

In reply to ali_mac: Sounds gd then it can get lost on the way like so many things have this week. So far we've lost 2 wireless cards, a printer and a PC all on the way from the warehouse to our office

In reply to Richard:
'he didn't do a very good job of telling her not to swear'

Arrh, the ability not to bite back. So that's how it comes about! You seduce to calm by 'quiet times'. Is that what Steinbeck refered to once as being 'the doormat to the whore house'.

Yes, yes, Wayne got the lads in to prevent the 'quiet times'. Got you, Richard. He was wriggling on the hook. Not so thick after all. Then he also did night school, but this is a class he has for himself despite Bonny. Do you think Wayne therefore has the same behaviour of 'run and hide' with Waynette?

In reply to ali_mac:


It wasn't "not biting back", he was reduced to desperately repeating "listen to yourself!" rather than anything more coherent (such as "Whatever else you do, don't swear in front of my kid" - which is where he tried to start).


"Run and hide the sausage", maybe...

Presumably Bonny agreed because she wanted to share her "mindful wife" philosophy with the world.

In reply to AnthonyB:

a what? and a what? and a what's one of them?
Can you draw me a picture.

And supply me with a waxy candle brass rubbing of dear Bonnie?

In reply to ali_mac: I don't know what they are, just people around me keep talking about them!!!!!!!!

In reply to Richard:

very good

Aye, she's welcome anytime in my small world. That's if she'd bring me me slippers and get out there and do some work to get the vonger in. I'm affraid I would 'off-hire' her as too great an expense and not enough breath to life. As for Waynette, its back of the hand stuff. (shock tactic folkes!)
My world remains small and single for a plethora of reasons, usually brought about myself remaining me. But your insight Richard to the control exerted by all parties is enlightening. I thankyou.

In reply to ali_mac:


Hey, I remained me for many years and eventually my present girlfriend jumped me. Don't knock it.

She's the one with the proper job, too.

In reply to ali_mac:

It's a great show & I've been hooked for ages. What worried me most about this one was that Bonny seemed mighty familiar to me, & I used to live in Norwich. Sure I've met her but can't for the life of me remember where or how.

In reply to Richard:

Richard, you are now my new best friend.
You say the sweetest things.
Thankyou so much, I will continue in my own unenvieable ways, picking my toe nails at the dinner table, drinking straight from the cartons in the fridge, collecting naval fluff for posterity.....

In reply to Mike C:
about this memory loss thing... was it drink, drugs or blow to the head induced?

If some lady saw fit to remove my shoes after a hard days mixing of semtex at me local safe house, I would remember it for time in memorial. Infact I'd even give her prior warning before I detonate this evil world into my way of thinking.

I have joined the club of avid fan of wife swop. Got to know how the enermy thinks!