Throng

I must say, I’m finding it something of a trial to watch BB at the moment. It puts my blood pressure up every time it’s on… And I’ve decided who I’m going to vote for thanks to last night’s Channel 4 show… Freddie/Halfwit.

"yeah man, I'm like, totally nominated... again"

He really is a pillock and I don’t think I can tolerate his presence much longer. Did you see him bursting into song in Angel’s face?? I wanted to crawl up my own rectum and die and had I been Angel, I suspect I would’ve done. What an absolute tosspot he is. Not to mention his simpering, grinning agreement with Marcus that Sree’s “a fu**ing idiot” to which Freddie The Pratt replied, “mmm, mmm, I entirely agree”.

It took me all my time not to punch my TV’s face in. And his diary room visits get more surreal by the day; what’s with this blowing – and he certainly does blow – out through an invisible pipe then inhaling about?? Add to that weirdness his evident love of making what are without doubt sex noises about pretty much anything, it all adds up to a big, fat, FAIL. He’s gotta go surely?

Deleted from this scene... Siavash's rear end in front of Cairon's face

That said, Cairon is still being uber annoying and pretty vile to many people. His conversation with Karly and Sophie/Dogface in the kitchen about who was prettiest showed how very childish he is. And he and Siavash sending Sree scurrying off to see what Noirin wanted was pathetic. Both Siavash and Cairon seem to be making it their life’s work at the moment to wind Sree and Noirin up and therefore, they both really need to grow up.

However, moving on before I burst a blood vessel, did anyone else sit staring in horror as Angel declothed and went for a naked swim? It was like looking at your granny in a porno flick; just uncomfortable and plain nasty. Nobody wants to see that surely?? I’d just eaten a Turkish Delight and was afraid I was about to see it again. Grim.

And she proved she’s not by nature the most elegant of creatures while practising for the dance task, but there, not many of them are judging by their wobbling about. But we did discover that one housemate has a real talent; Charlie. His talent? Talking about himself. He can clearly do it for hours, as he seemingly did while in the diary room discussing his dancing ability...

Dancing Queen

"Well I can bend me legs" he said. Bravo! Give the boy a badge! He can bend his legs, all on his own too. Plank.

Dances With Wolf

Marcus was of course very busy yelling at everyone – but especially Sree – over the task and generally trying to assume the I’m The Boss of Everyone role. And in his diary room visit where he exclaimed that he was the coolest thing on the planet, I’m not entirely convinced he was joking…

But how anyone can claim to be cool – even in jest – while having what amounts to a long mullet, no upper lip and a tendency to pick his feet while talking to BB I really don’t know. Eugh… Minger.

And with that, I’ll bid you adieu… ‘til tomorrow when I’ll be back with more bitching and ranting