I’m strictly stroppy today after the way those judges treated the cuddly wuddly John Sergeant who has galloped, cantored and trotted his way through all his dances gamely propped up and steered by his russian bride Kristina. She clearly dotes on her ageing sugar big-daddy.
And Sergeant John certainly is entertaining, which is more than can be said for that borrowers pairing of Rachel and Vincent. Is it me or are those two shrinking every week ? Does dancing hurt ? Rachel makes it look like it does.
On to Cherie Lunghi – at first I thought she was a kick ass role model for women over 40. Now I think she needs some novelty knickers and to neck a litre of wine straight from the bottle before she dances. She’s turned into a dancing Princess Michael. Less haughty and more high kicks will get her everywhere.
Austin Healey trying be sexy was like watching David Brent in action. More puke than pout.
And they’d better watch out for Lisa Snowdon - she’s a dancing assassin who is starting to believe she can win. Her dangerous combo of verve and vanity will knobble anyone who sashays into her path. When she bares her teeth and flashes her lips that’s not a smile it’s a grin to win. Why is Brendan so subdued these days ? Has Lisa performed a strictly stepford move on him and de-balled our favourite bolshie boy ?
Cherie is sex on legs.