She can't sing. I understand that, I can hear. But is it just me, or is Tara really quite brilliant on Comic Relief Fame Academy?
From the moment she arrived and declared herself mad as a box of frogs, she has been at the very least a good value booking. But when she sang Jolene? Or Rainy Days and Mondays? I'm distancing myself from the Coldplay nonsense, but nothing could be more poignant than Tara emoting her way through Karen Carpenter. It works on many *many* levels.
Now Stubbs-y has been ejected from the Academy of Fame leaving us Barry from EastEnders, a woman from a soap, Colin Murray and Tragic Tara, there can be only one winner. (Do you see how I'm trying to build some momentum here).
Join us tomorrow night for the final. The very lovely and talented Anna Pickard will be doing the heavy lifting of blogging Comic Relief in its entirety (OK, some of it. As much as she fancies). I'm going to swan in and talk about Tara.
There's going to be the extra amusement factor of bankrupting MediaGuardian staff, because we'll be doing sponsored comments for the kids if only so we can carry on being morally superior to broadcasters (but only just).
This is all assuming Tara doesn't get inexplicably slung out tonight. If she does, then sod it. I'm not bloody watching it. You get Busfield. And he really can't stand it.
