frosty the bowman

i've been watching vodafoof tba with snow patrol playing in the royal opera house. it's all quite good. although they're not especially cool, i do have a soft spot for em - what with being a hopeless romantic i can't resist songs about broken hearts and failed relationships. one things with impaired my enjoyment somewhat was the inane blithering of edith bowman who was doing all the links. trying to work out what she was on about was similar to trying to get your head round a distinctly difficult series of cryptic crossword clues. maybe it's a scottish thing. she reminded me of the scottish hotel owner from little britain. it's not the serman on the mount, it's a corporate whore fest with some pretty sounding songs. or maybe it's because she's a bit of a blonde airhead.