I was actually having a bit of a lovely time watching a bit of Gemporia today. Honestly. Toby was on with some relatively-fairly-priced Marcasite. Lynn was on with an under £20 show - I turned a deaf one to her exhorting people to get into crystal therapy and apart from that - it was not at all bad. Things were ticking along well. I was thinking: "Blimey, this is a bit more like it". Then it happened, like a black cloud looming on the horizon, Dave appeared - with an expression on his face that would crack granite. Standing in front of two glass cabinets with what looked like bead style necklaces lit up like they were museum exhibits he started to woffle on. I stuck with it. I thought: "Maybe it is something interesting, you never know." He got as far as mentioning "the Far East" and I was changing channel with as much speed as I could muster. He totally ruined my jolly little mood with his dour delivery and drab jewellery. I was most miffed.