Oh the waffle. Oh the endless, pointless, waffle. I think the show had been on for about twenty minutes before there was anything new. And that was Christina dancing the mambo with Brian. It must be nice for Christina to dance with someone who can actually move!
And then (following, inevitably, more waffle) Enrique Iglesias was on. Again. Honestly, I don’t think I’ve ever seen him anywhere but Strictly. And he was singing Hero. Again. Get some new material, Enrique, love.
I forgot to make a bottom two prediction, didn’t I? Curses. I know I said Mark Foster *should* go, but I’m not sure whether I thought he *would* go. In fact, I don’t think I could have predicted it this week. I think this week, it could really have gone any way at all.
But Mark and Andrew were in the bottom two, which I think was right. Yeah, I know some people are thinking John’s time is up, but at least John is entertaining – Andrew is “dee you double ell” (of course, his partner may well be garnering him a bunch of votes!).
Honestly, I didn’t have much interesting in watching either of their performances again: Andrew’s because, you know, boring; and Mark’s because it was painful. But I did. For you. You’re welcome.
Andrew’s was actually much better than the first time, presumably because, as often happens, he was relaxed at the idea that he might be going home. There still wasn’t much connection with Ola – I certainly wouldn’t call it romantic – but it was quite pleasant.
Mark’s I think was also slightly better, but it’s so hard to tell because his dancing is just so … odd.
Anyway, the judges unanimously saved Andrew Castle, and Hayley, Mark’s partner, was in tears. And presumably not just because Bruce called her “Christina” (and then made me laugh by apologising and saying, “I wish I was dead.”).
Oh and I must mention that Mark pulled his top right off during their final dance. For someone who’s supposed to be so shy, he’s not backward about getting his bits out, is he?
Strictly Come Dancing, BBC One, Saturday 1 November, 6.05pm