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It's boring now there's no Julia Bradbury isn't it? And as for the aged John Craven, surely he should have been retired years ago along with Michael Aspel and Dennis Norden? Me dad says that he used to rush home from school to watch his newsround on the telly, and seeing as me Dad is bloody ancient then I'm surprised that JC is still going. As for the "John Craven investigates" feature they seem to running very short of ideas, it's only a matter of time before it's "John Craven investigates what's down the back of his settee" if you ask me. I could post him something to investigate I suppose, but they'd need to put that on after the watershed. Here's one for you the BBC: "John Craven investigates why Lenny Henry is about as funny as piles." There's a wealth of material in that one.

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