Say Bridget and Frits Wester, where are you going?

To be honest, I couldn't get enough of the XXL portions of Bridget that were served every day a few months ago. I wished her happiness, giggled at the rather public displays of affection for her fresh lover (but love does strange things to people) and nodded in admiration at the sight of her slimmed-down body. The self-confidence was pounding against the TV screen. Here was a woman in the prime of her life. She was loved, successful, and shining and sparkling like it was a dear delight.

The one I not only encouraged with a nod but even bowed to was Frits Wester. It must have been around the same time. We had seen Frits a half year earlier, somewhat drifting during a live broadcast in which he talked about, well, what actually? The term ‘bonnetjesaffaire’ turned out to be a real mouth twister for our Frits. My favorite political reporter was called to account by the editorial board of RTL Nieuws and decided to reset himself in South Africa. There, he honestly talked about it all six months later on JINEK. We saw a halved Frits Wester with a little water in his hand instead of the usual glass of wine.

Frits was back and we were all happy about it.

But now everything is different. Bridget seemed strong and made her voice heard after the breakup with André. Although not on her own show, and maybe that's why she's sitting on the bench now? And Frits? He occasionally writes a piece for the RTL Nieuws site, but it's Floor Bremer who is where it happens.

Now I think Floor is a nice person, don't get me wrong, but give me Frits and a bit of Bridget. I believe I miss them.