Am now obsessing about The Games. I have otherwise cut drastically in my reality TV intake, but there's something about these games that I can't resist. From Bobby Davro's heartcrumbling wish for his children's admiration (bless 'im) to Harvey's sudden joy of curling, it is all a load of crap, yet strangely fascinating.

I feel very sorry for Miss World, however, for being continually referred to as, well, Miss World. I guess it's something contractual, but still! She must have a name!
Well, I decided to right the wrong, albeit on a slightly smaller scale:
AZRA AKIN, is her name. And she's from Turkey.

What else have we learned?
I still don't really know who Terri Dwyer is and why so many people find her shagable (but she seems quite nice), Lee Latchford Evans actually looks rugged, but maybe that's just my TV, James Hewitt, who briefly looked as if he had been done wrong all these years, really is a wanker, the French chef tries to woo all the women but forgets about the most important of all: the underwear - and Melanie Chisholm seems like a really nice person.

I'm a sucker for celebrities fallen from grace and will always like Mark Owen more than Robbie, Mylene Klass more than Kym Marsh and, yes, Mel C more than Vicki B. Better to be Z-list than C-list?!
posted by charlotte at 15:46 - comment