Our household has been loving Britain's Got Talent this year. So good! Ashleigh and Pudsey the dancing dog were my favourites right from their very first Flintstones audition, which quite bizarrely left me in tears. I thought this was a one-off and put it down to tiredness/hormones, but no, I also cried over them in the semi-final and especially in the final. If you saw the final, maybe you won't find that a strange confession (how brilliant?!) and if you didn't see the final, you can watch their performance above. Well, did you cry, or is it something to do with motherhood, my being middle aged (ugh) or have I just gone so mainstream that I get suckered in to these things? I tried to vote for Asleigh and Pudsey (I know...) but got a message that the phone lines were closed and then remembered we were watching it on +1. Durr! I put that down to middle age/motherhood too! I was very upset and felt I had let Ashleigh and Pudsey down, visualising Ant and Dec announcing they had lost by just one vote, so I was doubly delighted and relieved when they won. Woo hoo! Right, I'm off to watch their winning performance again.