It's freaky Friday: 'All change in the Big Brother house...' Davina spouted, flicking her lovely hair.
Since last Friday, four ex-housemates went into the little house next to the big house, then two housemates went from the big house to the little house (effectively making the little house bigger than the big house, but we'll let that lie), and tonight, one housemate will be evicted from the little house into 'out', one will go back to the bigger, one little-houser will be promoted back the big house while the other three toddle off into the sunset of Heat and their 'C-list spotted' page. I think. What? No, I don't know, sorry.
To hell with this. Less explanation, more information - you're gagging to know who went out (and who went in), I can just tell...
And it was Imogen.
Ta ra, then, babes. What can be said about Imogen that hasn't been said already? Very little. Or at least, I've got very little to say. And let's face it, neither had Imogen for most of the time she was in the damn house.
She may have a cute little face - a little like an over-stimulated squirrel taxed by a tricky maths problem - and the buttonest of button noses, and a sweet manner, and etc etc etc, but my trousers, the woman was dull. I don't know if I've ever encountered someone whose conversation relied so heavily on different intonations of 'Yeah...'
But wait just a moment, and we'll find out what she had to say in her goodbye grilling from Hairflops. Sorry, 'Davina'.
She said... She likes 'er famly. She likes Richard, though she dint used to. She dunt know what bein 'aplastic' means. An yeah. She dunt like bitchin. And she likes Aisleyne, an she's ok with Grace an Mikey. Generally, she is winning, talkative, and a lot more likable than the show has let us see. As is quite often the case.
So are we glad she's not in the final week?
Well... Yeah. Ye-ah. Yeah. Yeeeeah, I know. Yah. YEah. Yeah. I think we are. Ta ra babes, Ta ra.
And that's quite enough of that. Who's going back in?
As ArtieFischal pointed out on Nat's post this morning, Glyn has very conveniently being punished - for climbing on the roof, or some such trifling piddle, and will most likely be excluded from the uneviction housemate-vote tonight. In doing this, the producers have rendered the eventual outcome to this uneviction as predictable as someone leaving a comment on this post informing us that Big Brother, its viewers and all commentary thereof is pointless. Very predictable indeed, basically;
" [His] punishment will be, apparently, in the form of taking away his voting rights for tonight's, eagerly awaited, election of whom goes back into the house.
Well done Endemol. You've played a blinder. Without Glyn's backing Nikki is virtually certain of winning the vote. He could have tipped the scales in Lea's favour."
Blimey, after this and my long-winded predictions on Tuesday, I'm going to have to start eating all kinds of Idiot Pie if she doesn't go back in the next half of this show.
UPDATE: 45 minutes later!
It's Nikki! Crikey! Blimey! Cricky-blimey! Etc!
Feh. She and Pete reunite, they snuggle and kiss, and hug, and scream, and twitch and shout 'Wankers!', and squeeze, and crowdplease, and whisper. It's cute, yes, all right, it's cute.
But Richard wanted Lea and Nikki, Aisleyne wanted Lea (and Nikki), Jenni wanted Lea, and Pete wanted either of them (but wants Nikki in a special way), and 'unanimously', Nikki got picked. Brilliant. Though Lea was perhaps gurning at the cameras pleasantly less than the other leghumpers in the little house, and might have been fun to have in there ... why bother kidding myself - the whole thing was set up for Popular Pete (it's the world's worst nickname) and mostly for Princess Nikki, and there she is. Well done, all. Well done. Whatever.
Now if Endemol can just just drop us all a memo and let us know who'll be winning next Friday night, we can get this farce all over and done with without bothering with any of that 'watching' stuff. Thanks.
Enjoy the last week, all. I'm offski.
