Dyln tagged me last week (I'm slow, I know-- you should see me return phone calls)

Here’s the rules:
1. Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages).
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Tag five people.

The nearest book. Gee, I have so much to choose from here by the computer...NOT. I have a homeschooling book that is awaiting postage to go to Tara, The House at Riverton, that I enjoyed so much (and trying to decide who I love the most and will get it next-- unlike the movies I send to my son--flops or scary things) and The Reduced History of Britain (The story of the World's greatest little nation squeezed into 101 moments). I think the latter is the closest, so here we go:

The British public has tuned in each week in its millions and more people vote in reality television finals than in many elections. The democratisation of fame or just a way for desperate and untalented people to get famous by getting drunk on a sofa? You decide.

It's written about Big Brother. The show that monopolizes several stations here, 24-hours a day. I am not kidding. If you're a masochist, you can tune in to watch people snore. It's like the Truman Show, but so not funny. The greatest thing about this show is during the summer it gets me and the kids out of the house. All winter long I can watch every version of Pride and Prejudice, Sense and Sensibility (and BTW, the most recently aired 2008 BBC version is fantastic), and a new one, Lark Rise To Candleford. Last week I saw Anna Karenina and before that, Elizabeth. I can't be bothered by fresh air and exercise with so many good things on the telly!