Me and my Bezzie (best friend) have been dedicated followers of (not fashion – as you will see) Strictly Come Dancing 2009. I persuaded her to watch it in 2008 and so it was with great ease she wished to continue with the 2009 series. We both thoroughly enjoyed the entire series
however, we have spent far more time this year criticising and generally slagging off the costumes. Especially the hideous outfits poor, poor old
Tess has been made to wear. You have to have sympathy for the woman, married to Vern, (
Brucies long lost great, great grandson?) left with some of the most inane and boring lines in BBC history, and for one horrendously long week forced to work along side Ronnie (yes he is still with us)
Corbett. Tis enough to make you exhausted just reading about it.
I supported Zoe until she left, I then swapped to Ali, until finally I had no choice but to support ‘Team Cola’, at no point did I ever want to support Ricky – who seemed to find it difficult to show humility or his struggle, yes I admired his dancing, sadly rather like I admire a great painting, you can see the skill but it is empty, soulless, cold, uninspiring. Maybe someone foolishly told him showing us, the viewing public that these things show weakness? For me, he did himself no favours. At least Team Cola showed improvement, and for me, their Charleston (that wonderful ‘swimming’ move…)

well, it made it for me, oh and the Argentine Tango (s). Here they are…
Sex in a box, oh no, sex
on the box, I mean. Ab-so-lute-ly fab-u-lous dahling as Craig Revel
Horwood would say.
Ali.
Ricky.
Team Cola.
Vincent and Flavia show us how it's really done!
Best part of every series for me. I am sad
Ali didn’t win, leaving 'glad' for
Team Cola, by default.
No, no, no...


bunting...

yes



Merkin?
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