I Like To Movie It, Movie It

Well hello again, dance fans. Willkommen, bienvenue and welcome to Strictly Movie Week 2021. Have you got your choc ice & tub of Kia Ora ready? I hope you haven't shelled out a second mortgage on popcorn, a hot dog and 42 litres of a soft drink that is more soda than syrup? You could have got all that down the Pound Shop and smuggled it in in your mum's handbag. True story, Mum handbags make Mary Poppins' effort look like a coin purse. Trust me, I have one. Need a tissue? Here you go. Lip balm? No problem. First Aid plaster? Of course. Intercontinental Ballistic Missile? Just a sec, I'm sure it was in here somewhere - ah, here you go. It was behind the Chieftan Tank.

My Saturday Strictly night is also much improved since my delivery this week of Pure Heavenly Chocolate. Again, I want to make it absolutely clear that I am receiving NO recompense for the mention in any way - either monetary or in kind - and I'm not being sponsored. I just think it's a great company that more people should know about. Their chocolate is dairy free, gluten free, palm oil free, vegan friendly AND less than 1% sugar. They also have suppliers who pay the farmers well, have a training academy and help coca leaf farmers (used for cocaine) move over into cocoa farming. Which is pretty blimming good in my book.

If this wasn't enough, the chocolate tastes absolutely AMAZING - and I wouldn't say this if it didn't. Loads of variety of flavours, milk & dark, a new white chocolate bar and seasonal specials like this month's Pumpkin Spice. HOTH says it's the best pumpkin spiced anything he's ever had and I tend to agree. Pure Heavenly chocolate tastes like chocolate with no chemically aftertaste or resembling the Advent Calendars we used to have in the 70s which tasted suspiciously like Bob Martin's doggy drops (the chocolate kind, of course). I'm a total convert. You don't have to take my word for it. Check it out for yourselves.

WELL - enough about the delicious and onto the dancing. First of all - Tom & Amy are back! Fully recovered and suitably quarantined, it's safe for them to dip their toes back into the action. I'm pretty relieved because it would have been such a shame after a very short showing and I think the pair have potential for the long haul.

PLUS -  It's Movie Night and we know how special THAT usually is. Songs that have either been used every Movie Night since time began with a couple of tweaks, or music that was played over the end credits when you were long gone for the night bus home. Unless it was a Marvel film. Everybody knows the Rules that you stay in your seat until they close the place to make sure you see the mid- and end-credit teasers. I got that Pavlovian about it I sat through all the credits for Midsummer Murders and all the ads until I came to my senses.

So, did our dancers take us to Tinseltown - or was it more  a dystopian dis-ar-ster dahling? Come with me, and you'll see, a world of pure abomination. Wait. That's not right. Some of them might actually have been good. Right, turn your phones on silent, finish your conversations and let the curtain rise for Strictly At The Movies. Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba baaaaa (Pearl & Dean music, I can't add sound on this thing).

Our opening short was a pro dance, where we were all invited to one of Johannes' balls (not this early, surely?). A fabulous Viennese Waltz meets madrigal affair with Johannes & Kai taking centre stage. Incredibly fast turns & spins, flying across the floor to an instrumental version of Glass Heart. It was joyful and free, setting the scene perfectly for the rest of the night (or building our expectations, depending on how you look at it). The ladies were in beautiful black and grey flowing dresses, so elegant and refined. I'd love to wear something like that myself, but I'd look more like one of those toilet roll dollies your gran had.

All done, Tess & Claudia came onto the stage. Tess looking something like a Milka Bar in lilac, Claudia resembling a sparkly liquorice stick. But, like posher. Enter judges, enter cast - in amazing hair, make up and costumes. They certainly earned their choccy Hobnobs this week. I don't know what they were serving in the Green Room but everyone super-hyped and in splendid mood. Which is pretty good, seeing as they were there to entertain us. Then it was lights, camera, action and on with our feature presentation.

Judi & Graziano were the overture with a  Charleston to When You're Good To Mama by Queen Latifah from Chicago - the musical, not the place, obviously. Queen L is a New Joisey girl. As Charlestons go - or Charlie-Stone as Graz calls it, it wasn't the most technical or content-packed one we've seen. There were good bits - Graziano had forgotten his cossie and come out in just his vest & pants, Judi aced the character and played it with her usual sass & sex-bomb gusto. The side-by-side steps were pretty much in sync and Graz's leap over Judi's shoulders - an assisted jete according to Craig - was pretty impressive. There was some weird choreo with his braces - the kind that kept his pants up, not the teeth straightening kind, that would have been weird - which took up time that could have been put to better steps use. There were a couple of familiar moves but it lacked the basics and grass roots of a Charleston. Judi's right foot looked nailed to the floor with no swivel and it was all a bit flat & lumpy. Not her best dance, but a least she has fun. 24 out of 40 scored.

Sean Paul himself popped up to tell the pair his phone 'blew up' last week with folk messaging to tell him about their dance and the singers giving it large on his song. Graziano's jaw was on the floor and Judi was just as gobsmacked. I bet he never tunes into Loose Women to check her out.

Famous Fox Family female Emilia popped up to tell us the Terms & Conditions. Thank goodness it wasn't their Laurence. Once you get him started talking about voting you can't shut him up.

Dan & Nadiya followed with a Foxtrot to Once Upon A Dream from Sleeping Beauty. Our Dan's role in this number was The Prince. I would have loved it if Wardrobe hadn't got the memo and sent him out as The Purple One. As it happens, he looked more like a Harrod's doorman as he struggled through this sorry affair. Oh, Dan. What happened? From the start he looked nervous, stiff and uncomfortable. The concentration on his face was very obvious and he barely smiled through the whole thing. There were some good points - his frame and posture are improving and the side-by-side Fosse bit was nice. However, his feet still need work and he flings his free arm about like he's trying to flag a bus. And then The Mistake happened. A pretty fundamental error which completely threw him and he had to stop, take a second and start again to get back on step. He was absolutely gutted and upset that he had let Nadiya down. As if that wasn't enough, Tess forgot to go to Shirley for her comments. That won't have gone down well. Wait till we see Tess' outfit next week, she'll come out in a bin bag or dressed like Where's Wally, you mark my words. Dan scored 21 out of 40 - with Shirl giving an unfathomable 7 for 'being able to restart himself'. What the what? I thought you were supposed to take points off for mistakes?

Sara & Aljaz were up next with a Samba to Best Years Of Out Lives by Modern Romance from Shrek. Word on t'internet is that nobody remembers this song in the film. That's because it was in the end credits. What did I tell you? You have to stick around. We were treated to a giant CGI frog setting the scene then out they came, fully dressed up as Shrek and Princess Fiona, including a padded belly for Aljaz. Well, well, well this was no bog standard Samba, let me tell you. Sara had been to an acting coach and actually played a character, played it up in fact. She had loads of fun with this routine which was very silly, bouncy and fun. There was bags of shimmy and hip action - although not perfect rotation. Sara did the donkey work while Aljaz got his maracas out and gave them a good shake in Craig's face. Really well choreographed to Sara's strengths, there was lots of energy and enthusiasm. great timing and a decent samba roll. It got a little flat-footed and clumpy towards the end, but there was no danger of them dragon it out. 28 out of 40, including a 7 from Shirley. Really, Shirl? An error free outing scores the same as Dan? Hmmm. Chinny reckon.

AJ & Kai  brought us an American Smooth to I Who Have Nothing by Whitney Houston from The Bodyguard. AJ is amazing. She acted the role well, looking very vulnerable and fragile, yet strong in places - beautiful layers of light and shade throughout the dance. It was breath-taking. AJ had a great frame throughout and her posture in and out of hold was excellent. Her flow and fluidity across the floor was sublime in a dance that had loads of tricky content. The lifts were gorgeous, including a leap into Kai's arms, and AJ's dismounts from them was spot on. There was a real, proper fleckerl (not the cheat ones we usually see) and a tremendous moving and poignant feel to the routine, including the famous Bodyguard carry at the end. This is a pair with promise. He is a great choreographer and teacher, she has wonderful timing & musicality, despite never having danced before. Craig was so enthralled with AJ he told her that if she'd started dancing earlier she'd have made a top pro dancer. High praise indeed. Houston, we don't have a problem with this couple. 35 out of 40. Huge credit to singer Andrea, too, for managing to belt out what is one of Whitney's most famous songs.

Robert & Dianne were up next with a Quickstep to The Muppet Show Theme. While some viewers thought Tommy & the gang were belting out the lyrics, they actually used the actual tv show theme recording. Imagine poor Jamie having to switch between all the characters in 90 seconds? So. Robert. Dressing someone as a frog so they can dance - and see - must be difficult. The Wardrobe crew struggled a bit with this and sent Robert out in what looked like a kid's cycle helmet and drawn on smiley face.

Not to worry, Dianne's Miss Piggy mask was terrifying very well done. So much so I can't even find a decent pic. You'll have to find a photo online We all know Robert can nail any character thrown at him - he's an actor after all - but this dance didn't really do him any favours. There was nothing wrong with the idea, it was just overshadowed by the costumes - unlike Sara earlier. This wasn't the quickest of quicksteps, and there wasn't a massive amount of content. The Charlie-Stone section was good fun - I can't wait to see the proper one if Robert stays in - and there were some tricky steps in there. Robert's framing is improving, as is his posture and shaping, and he was light on his feet. Unfortunately, there were a couple of errors and his footwork got a bit Fozzie round the edges. By the end his stamina had Gonzo he was flagging. Amphibian when I say it was good. His shoulders were jerky and he lost timing and synchronicity, losing him points. 25 out of 40 this week - with Shirley pulling the 7 paddle again.

Hot on the heels of this was another Muppet, Greg accompanying Karen in a Paso Dole to The James Bond Theme. Apparently, it's a role he has dreamed of playing and really tried to get into character. Unfortunately, Greg was less James Bond than Russ Abbott's hapless spy Basildon Bond

But what do I know? I think Daniel Craig is a dead ringer for Carry On Star Sid James

   

    

                                                    SID                                               DANIEL

See, you can't unsee it now, can you? 

Okay, I've been putting it off long enough. The dance. This was a paso I'd rather pass over. Done up like the Milk Tray man, Greg was wearing his best I need a poo 'luvvie' face as he clomped around the floor. It started off with some pointless Skidoo shenanigans. Why are they called Skidoos anyway? I'd prefer a Skidon't! Time wasted, Greg walked around the floor like he was bored in Ikea, stiff, ploddy and soulless. In hold, his hands were splayed like a bunch of bananas and his flamenco sequence looked like he was drying his nail polish. It was an Oddjob of a dance with every Blofeld (warning - do NOT Spoonerise those names in polite company). There was no drive, attack, passion or intent. His shaping - what there was of it - was weak and loose and he had no proper core. M sure I don't have to tell you there was no Q for congratulations at the end. Anton summed it up perfectly when he said Greg has a decent frame and top line but his 'bottom half was trailing behind because it has to otherwise you'd fall over'. Which Greg did NOT like. He really doesn't take criticism - constructive or otherwise - well AT ALL. He had a face like a slapped kipper after the judges' comments and was reticent in the Clauditorium. He scored 26 out of 40 thanks to another 7 from Shirl. HOTH and I briefly toyed with the Shirley Shows A Seven drinking game but quickly realised our livers weren't up for it.

Tilly & Nikita did their best to revive the night with a Jive to Nicest Kids In Town from Hairspray. This is one of my favourite feel good films and I'd love to see the stage musical. It's just joy throughout. Tilly flew into the action in a giant, fire-spitting can of hairspray. Which, sadly, was the most exciting part of the dance. After last week's triumph, Tilly tottered. It was a tricky dance, with lots of tricky steps, but maybe it was too much for her? There was no way to Turnblad the clock, though, and she tried her best. She played the character well, but she struggled. Her kicks & flicks weren't sharp enough and the retraction was floppy. Her upper half was much too stiff and tight, probably due to her obvious nerves and her weight was too far back to get the proper jive action she needed. The whole thing was stompy & flat-footed, with Nikita over-performing to compensate. She made mistakes and dropped moves and, while trying to re-Tracy her steps, didn't quite pull it off. It looked like she'd rather be in a curry house having a Baltimore than dancing. Shirl whirled out the 7 again (maybe she'd lost the rest of the paddles), praising her click ball changes - which apparently are nothing to do with a computer mouse - and Tilly scored 27 out of 40.

Rose & Giovanni reset our switches with Foxtrot to Rose's Theme by James Horner from Titanic - or, the Celine Dion song without the vocals. I bet Andrea was bloody glad about that. I was too, as I can only hear 'I know that the hotdogs go on' when Celine belts it out. This was Rose's first ballroom dance and she was nervous about it, as the hold meant she couldn't see Gio to lip read. She shouldn't have worried. This was a beautiful dance. There was constant changes of pace and head position, which Rose coped with like she'd been born to do it. Full of content - and difficult stuff at that, including some tricky spins and heel turns - Rose was light and fluid, gliding across the floor in near perfect position and poise. This was a gentle, flowing and stripped back to basics foxtrot with no unnecessary faffing about or pseudo contempo-waft (I think I just made that up). Rose had exquisite timing and footwork, her frame was lovely in a magical, moving, marvellous routine. Motsi was in tears and Craig's only comment was a signed 'A-MA-ZING'. Gio is loving his time with Rose, saying it's like dancing with a pro and to learn the steps Rose really follows his body. Some girls have all the luck. A whopping 36 out of 40.

Ugo & Oti took to the floor with a Couple's Choice to You're Welcome by Dwayne Johnson from Moana. Half-dressed in grass skirt and Diana Ross' missing wig, Ugo flexed his pecs and got us all going with a frivolous, fun routine. He showed his more fun, playful side, as well as his athleticism - chucking Oti up in a difficult twist & catch throw, a handspring, heel clicks and a diving forward roll. Oti never holds back with her partners and this was no exception. This was complicated choreo, the dance full of content which really got the crowd going. There was everything but the kitchen sink in there. Ugo Disney mind, though and has started to perform better, with an improving frame and timing. Now he needs to start working on making a dance flow, rather than it looking like he's putting it together piece by piece, like Meccano. His infectious smile made Maui-eek and the judges enjoyed it, too. 31 out of 40 scored.

Ugo Rocks the sea god look

Tom & Amy were back in the fold with a Jive to Johnny B Goode by Chuck Berry from Back To The Future - and thank flux for that. Starting solo with a guitar prop - which isn't easy to work with - Tom hit the floor running with a dance packed with the good stuff. His musicality is obvious as he attacked the dance, bringing sharp kicks & flicks, good height in the legs and a neat retraction. The dance was really high energy, high octane stuff that was slick, clean and sharp. Tom stayed in sync with Amy, showing good posture, hand placing and balance - his weight properly forward to give the required jive action. It wasn't perfect - he's a little too tight in hold, still, and he needs to relax more to really shine. His stamina flagged towards the end, but that's understandable after his illness & tour. A couple of errors made the judges Doc a few points, but that didn't Marty much as we saw him McFly up the leader-board with 32 out of 40.

Adam & Katya brought us this year's first Rumba to I See You by Leona Lewis from Avatar. Now, if you've read my earlier blogs, you'll know I'm not a fan of the rumba. I'm assured by people who actually know about this stuff that it's a wonderful dance, the dance of love. I'm not feeling it. It's all walk-walk-wiggle-wiggle-pout-pout-wave, rinse & repeat to me. And Adam's outing didn't change mind, I'm afraid. Painted blue head to toe, like a hench Smurf, Adam looked uncomfortable and out of his depth. The CGI planet around the pair was more lively. His 'serious' face - even under a load of prosthetics - was distracting. Even more so than his physique, which is some going. He had some nice lines in parts and he arms were expressive. His core was very strong and his frame good, but his hips lacked and his leg-work...well, didn't. This was one Pandora's box I wish hadn't been opened. Adam was more Navvy than Na'Vi and he didn't have the proper drive. Nobody knew when it ended and it seemed to go on longer than the film. It was risky doing a rumba in week three because it's bloody difficult for male pros. Let's hope Katya's 'let's get this out of the way early' gambit paid off, because the pair only scored 20 out of 40. 

Who let the dogs out? Well it was Katie & Gorka with an American Smooth to Cruella De Vil by Mel Leven from Disney's Cruella (although it was in the original as well). It says a lot that, looking at my drunken scribbles notes from Saturday that I didn't actually write much about this. The best thing about this was the costumes, if you can forgive the Island of Dr Moreau man-dog hybrid that was Gorka, complete with tail. While I appreciate they couldn't have gone quite this far pre-watershed, I think Gorks got the rotten end of the deal, outfit wise.

More meh than menacing, Katie stomped, clomped and plodded through the dance like a petulant teenager. Her elbows were rising and falling, her shoulders were hunched and she lacked timing, poise and posture. Gorka gamely upped his performance to compensate, but there was no saving this puppy. Katie was doggedly going through the motions, out-acted by her wig. She struggled in hold and...look, I'll say it...there doesn't seem to be any chemistry between her and Gorka. Gemma has nowt to worry about re the 'Strictly Curse'. I've seen more connection in a dropped box of Lego. This was mutt-ch ado about nothing and the judges seemed to concur. Motsi overmarked with a 7 and Katie ended up with 24 out of 40.

 

Our penultimate pair was Rhys & Nancy with a Couple's Choice to The Main Theme From Spiderman. Or, as been sung since time immemorial, 'Spider Man, Spider Man, lost his knickers in a frying pan'. Surely Robert Webb should have danced to the Spiderman theme tune? Missed a trick there. For the uninitiated, Rhys was portraying Miles Morales from Into The Spiderverse, which is why he wasn't in the familiar red & blue Lycra number. I could bore you for hours with all things Marvel / DC / Superhero but we haven't got long and my wrists are getting cramp. Suffice to say, Spiderverse is a REALLY good film and you should check it out. I've been a bit mean about Rhys thus far but, credit where it's well and truly due, this was a great dance. Of course he was going to do Street Commercial but, blimey, he did it well. He dialled down the frantic over-dancing of previous weeks (maybe he got the call from Alpha Centauri, after all) and relaxed into what is obviously his favourite style. He was performing with Nancy this week, showy rather than show-offy, slick, stylish, polished. My spidey senses were tingling as he moved across the floor with tight, technical steps, HUGE jumps and leaps, really throwing himself into the routine. I properly enjoyed it, and I wasn't the only one - Motsi whipped out her 10 paddle and Rhys scored 37 out of 40. He didn't quite manage to tone it all down - he nearly wiped poor Nancy out going upstairs and leapt about like a frog on a hot plate when the VT from his church came on. Still looking like it had been filmed through a teenager's favourite sock. Honestly, my old Nokia had a better camera. Sort it out Auntie Beeb!

John & Johannes brought down the curtain - and the house - with a Paso Doble to He's A Pirate from Pirates of the Caribbean. Shiver me timbers and splice me mainbrace. Whoa, Nelly. Where has Mr Whaite been hiding THIS talent? What a way to end the night. Full on Johnny Depp Jack Sparrow, complete with guy-liner and dreads, John powered through this dance. He covered the floor effortlessly, in total command and character. John & Johannes effortlessly switched roles and the lead and were so in sync in the side-by-side steps it was like watching one person. They even had the same height in the jumps. He was masterful and strong, bringing loads of attack, intent, power and passion. There was drive, drama and danger, sensational shaping, pinpoint poise and purpose. Gone was smiley, jokey John Waite, replaced by a whirling dervish of testosterone. Fleet feet, flamenco steps (Greg, take note. No, you know what, don't bother, you will never beat this). There was snarling, menace, storytelling...I'm running out of superlatives. I had to watch it all over again today. The dance of the series so far - and one of the best pasos I've seen on Strictly. Craig was too engrossed to write anything down, Motsi & Shirley were quite overcome. An outstanding performance from Double J - and a very well deserved 39 out of 40!!!

A pearl of a dance from John & Johannes

And so it was time to make our way back down the aisles, standing in sticky spilled popcorn and soft-drink slicks, blinking blearily in the light to await Judgement Day. Or 'Sunday' as they would have us believe. No point hanging around after the credits this time - it was only Blankety Blank with Bradley Walsh and his band of Z listers. But what was the overall outcome? Well:

John was this week's Oscar Nominee for Best Boogie.

Adam was in the running for a Razzie for Worst Wiggle.

Would that all change after the Viewer Vote. Well, yes, probably. It's not like we haven't been here before. It's like Deja View.

HOTH & I settled back to watch Only Murders In The Building - a fab show with Steve Martin and Martin Short looking old (because they are) and a youthful Selena Gomez. No spoilers, but it's a jolly romp. The slivovitz - Croation plum brandy - stayed in the bottle, which is a good thing because we had places to be in the morning.

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Right, do me a favour and imagine that quick frame sunset / night / sunrise bit from any vampire film you've ever seen ever. The more shonky visuals the better. Cool, thanks. 

TA DA!!!!!!

And then we were at the Sunday Matinee. Or the late showing, depending on how to choose to look at it. Showdown. The Moment We've Been Waiting For. Our High Noon. Whatever. The night we find out who got Das Boot.

The pro dance was a kind of teen bopperery Cuban Latinx dance to music from In The Heights film by Lin-Manuel Miranda. Must see that, because Hamilton was an excellent musical. HOTH poured the slivovitz while the recap one was. Wow. I won't need my eyebrows waxing for a while! That warmed me cockles, alright.

Molasses Mouth Tess took her tedious time trying to tighten the tension again, announcing the safe couples at about the same speed as a tortoise on a go slow. But only four couples were cleared before we had a break.

Up in the Clauditorium, we had a very brief chat with the Safe Squad - Rhys saying he'd had his juice and his blood sugar levels were back up. Up? Criminy, I'd hate to see him properly hyped up. He'd be like that 

Back down to Tess and we got more of the thumpety thump drums for what seemed like an aeon before we finally found out that

JUDI was in the dance off.

I have to admit, I'm a little surprised. It wasn't her best week, but she seemed to be popular. Maybe she fell foul of the 'I won't vote for her because loads of others will and she'll be safe' thinking from the viewers?  We may never know. Well, we would if we could be bothered searching it out.

The Chatterpillar flowed again. We found out Ugo and Tilly are neighbours, chatting over walkie-talkies, Tom's kids are better dancers than him, John's taxi driver asked him to give mum Sandra a wave and Greg said something or other. I tuned out a minute there - apart from the bit where Karen had punched him hard enough to garner an audible 'ouch'. Imagine what she'd do if she was displeased with him?

US singing star and actor Ben Platt (no, me either - I thought that was Gail & Martin's youngest) warbled his way through You Will Be Found from Dear Evan Jansen while the pros wiggled their jiggly bits across the dance floor. What the bloody hell was he wearing? Part romper suit, part PJs, part Alcatraz prison boiler suit, in a very unflattering shade of grey. Lots the bendy over poo on the floor stances, and looking a bit like a startled mole, he belted his little lungs out despite a London Pea Souper Fog of dry ice covering the floor. It's not sold me the movie though. I'll wait till in comes out in Blockbusters.

Cut to the judges' bit while they rehashed what they'd already said. Shirley looked like she was off for a stint as a bouncer and we got a view of Dave Arch doing his stuff as maestro and keyboard player behind the scenes.

And back we were for a real-time re-enactment of the 100 Years' War in slow motion as Tess ticked off the troupers who would return next week. Just as the nerves of the remaining celebrities and partners had reached snapping point, it was revealed that the second couple in the dance off was

KATIE

Again, no great surprise. She was in the dance off last week, remember. Low on the leader-board and not the best partnership with Gorka. I've seen more chemistry in my toilet after a night on Guinness and kebabs.

HOTH & I wondered if Gordon Ramsay makes all his employees vote for Tilly on pain of losing their jobs, but that's unfair. She's very sweet (Tilly Scrumptious) and is loving her time on Strictly. Sara has been taking Aljaz on the school run - lucky mums. I bet they've stopped rocking up in their PJs and curlers and take three and a half hours on their hair and make-up before taking little Archibald and Persephone to Montessori school. Cos I don't reckon Sara's sprogs are down the local comp smoking behind the bike sheds, do you?

Howay we go to the dance off. Both ladies had scored 24 so there wasn't cigarette paper between them. Both couples returned to the floor, dancing to save their spot, vying for the judges' votes.

Judi got her right foot in gear and upped the energy a bit - turning out a bit more pizzazz.

Katie was a bit more in character but it still felt a bit flat - and there were a couple of errors again.

But, it was up to the judges, who know more about this dancing lark than I do.

KATIE WAS ELIMINATED! Another split decision with Anton obviously feeling sorry for her and Shirley donning her Head Judge hat for the casting vote. It's back to the hallowed halls of Hollyoaks for Katie and Gorka gets to spend more quality time with Gemma and daughter Mia, who is cuter then a baby bunny's belly button.

And so it's unlucky for some thirteen couples returning next week - well, unlucky for whoever gets voted off next week, anyway.

Sadly, I won't be here next week. What do you mean, hooray?! Cheek of it! Anyway, I am going to be spending a most jolly time with my chums getting trollied watching some comedic entertainment in the guise of Miss Katherine Ryan and having a small sweet sherry. I therefore won't be watching on the night and won't have time to catch up the next day and then write this thing. It takes time you know. You'll just have to fend for yourselves.

So, until the next time we meet...............

KEEP DANCING!!!!

NO WAITY FOR KATIE - TTFN CHUCK