Mad About Celebrity

Don’t want to look like I’m a day behind. Jo stayed and Richard Dunwoody went out. Ah well. Someone had to go. He was nice though. Unfortunately Dunwoody not Dungoody last night. At least not Dungoody enough…

What  a week at Strictly it’s been. Poor Alesha has been hammered in the press with calls for her to leave the judging panel. She’s been called useless and semi-literate and just there as decoration. Every now and then she laughs like a drain and says something silly – isn’t that why we loved her two years ago? – but most of the time she sounds as though she understands what it’s like to be a competitor. Personally I think she’s OK. She made some valid comments tonight. And if she learns to crack jokes like Len comb-over Goodman and say SEVEERRN, she should be fine.

Poor Jo on the other hand. I had great hopes for her, who like Lynda Bellingham, is a woman of my generation and a real Rock Chick to boot. She looks so good for her age – I apologise for the cliche – and has had to put up with wrinkly Ronnie going off with a Russian girl called Ekaterina, a slip of a thing young enough to be his grand-daughter and 13 years younger than his step-son. I just don’t understand what she sees in the millionaire Ronnie Wood (as Mrs Merton once said to Debbie McGee about her husband Paul Daniels). It’s obviously not his looks. Perhaps she found him attractive when his response to an argument was apparently: ‘F*** off home, you s***.’ Beautifully put Ronnie. Such class.

Anyway that’s not what I meant about hitting rock bottom (though Ronnie’s old rock bottom deserves a slap or two). No, poor Jo came bottom of the leader board on Strictly tonight after she and partner Brendan Cole’s tango was marked down as being sloppy and weak. Never mind, there’s still the Latin tomorow night and anyway her mum loved it.

As for who is going to go out tomorrow. I haven’t a clue. We’ll have to leave that to the great British public to decide, but whoever it is, it won’t be Alesha.