I’m disappointed with the lack of any, ANY buff young guys in the jungle this year. We ladies have been offered a smorgasbord of sexual charisma, including, amongst others, 68-year-old ex-newsreader Michael Buerk and Craig Charles. The guys can always expect at least two to three smoking hot models or ex-models. We get Tinchy Stryder. The only person he’s a pin up for is Thumbelina.
The media are saying it’s run its course (it’s in its 14th series, almost unbelievably), that it’s a load of clapped out tripe but to be fair, it was that right from the start. It’s never something I’ve watched religiously but I always dip in and out and mostly find it hilarious. Mainly that is down to Ant and Dec’s presenting. Essex girl Gemma Collins’ confusion over which animals make up the tortoise and the hare fable on Sunday’s series opener (“The slug and crocodile” I think she said, I can’t remember now) and Antlan’s subsequent piss-taking made me roar with laughter, probably more than anything I’ve seen on TV for a while. Ah, it can still turn up some gems.