OK. I hold my hand up: I admit I’m a Big Brother fan.

I know it’s deeply uncoo but I can’t help myself.

And I’ve got to get my fix this year, before the reality show bites the dust as Channel 4 has pulled the plug.

This year’s housemates have the usual mix of wannabes; models, dancers, actors and the like, with a few ‘normal’ people for good measure.

Surprisingly, Jordan look-alike Corin is one of my early favourites as she seems genuinely sweet and uninterested in game playing. Bristolian funny girl Josie and posh boy ‘broadcaster’ Ben are also on my radar at this stage.

My prime punch-in-the-face-then-shove-off-a-bridge candidate is ‘independent film maker and squatter Shabby’. It transpires she’s a bit part actress (seen last year in Casualty) whose real name is Keeley Flanders — not so much the Chaplin-styled, rebel-lesbian BB persona, more suburban middle class nice girl.

Sadly, the show’s producers seem to think it’s the Shabby Show and are putting a lot of focus on her.

Well, hear this — I’ve had enough of her and want less rage and argument, more conversation along the lines of Wednesday’s treat about pet monkeys being substitute babies.

Which really set me thinking . . .