Happy New Year everyone!

I have just written my first official letter of the New Year, to OFCOM, and I feel like a complete dragon for having done so.

I am sure that those of us who enjoyed the traditional ‘at home family Christmas’ did much the same as me, and overdosed on Christmas TV.

Having watched endless episodes of The Vicar of Dibley, Father Ted, Blackadder, and Red Dwarf; timed my pud to coincide with the Christmas special of To the Manor Born; and been subjected to endless episodes of the forever perpetually screened teenage favourite Friends, I have reached a conclusion - that the funniest comedy is entirely void of bad language and overt sexual innuendo.

It is also obviously written by people with great intellect, who know how to knit the laughs through a script for maximum well-timed impact. Will and Grace apparently has a team of 12 such clever people.

After 15 minutes of Catherine Tate (recorded), I switched off. It was offensive and violated the expression 'family viewing'. I thought of 'The Office Christmas Special' and how Ricky Gervais mixed pathos and wit with spectacular success.

Catherine Tate didn't. On what is, whether you are religious or not, a day which is special to all, her own version of the Christmas special was astoundingly inappropriate.

And so, I have begun the New Year complaining. I know many will think I'm more like scrooge than even scrooge was, and that maybe the ghost of Christmas past should have paid me a visit; however I do believe that if we don't speak out about the little things which erode the margins of acceptable standards, then it becomes a free for all; and what little protection is given to families and children will disappear altogether.

I'm not saying no to Catherine Tate - I'm saying yes, at the right time in the right place, and that wasn't it.

Back to normal daily blogging now, and looking forward to it!