How weird was this week’s opening clip? I mean I’m all for cute guys and their not so cute friends running around an assault course, but it was so staged that I feel like I need proof that Alex’s and James six-packs are real. Lucy and Nicola I apologise, but it’s cool because my name isn’t Steph.
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Despite that memorable year of “United Kingdom – nil point” – yes it seems we really were the most politically hated country in the world…even more so than Russia and that’s going some! We all came back for more!
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Only in the mad world of US TV shows where no one’s parents are ever around, they all have perfect hair and never have to shop in Select; could a show like PLL exist.
Now I’ve never met Lucy Watson, but I know one thing for sure; she hates people talking about her relationship. So when Stephanie started spilling all the tea to Jamie, I knew exactly where this episode was going. And then when she continued it with Tiff, Hurricane Watson was never going to be far away.
In fact this episode was a major fail for Chelsea’s second favourite Yank – Alik is obviously first.
Given the budget cuts the BBC can’t afford the travel involved in Total Wipeout, so they’ve rented a children’s ball pit and made sure Zoe Ball earns her retaininer by sticking her in the presenter role alongside Diversity’s Ashley Banjo.
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