Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Australian Prances... ermm... Princess!

Isn't is amazing what women become like when men are around?

The claws come out, flirting gets brought out of mothballs, tears are shed and the whole TERRITORY element springs into play, which is quite frightening. Friends become enemies... frightful!

The Baroness's accent had me puzzled until I realised that it reminds me, in a distant way, of the accents the women have in Footballer's Wives (albeit polished up over a few decades). As well as being rather snarky, but once you have a title, that's quite permissable, clearly.

Laura K, the stripper lady, gets her claws into all of the lads, though. The Baroness said that she wouldn't make a good princess, and I have to agree. She's really only got sex to offer, as the older chap said, and that is frightfully true.

Of course, that works for some people, but then when that's all there is on offer, you probably aren't going to make a great princess.

I have to say, I loved the Baron-to-be guy. He was hilarious! So very British.

And now, we have the "princess evictions" (seeing as it's like a posh version of Big Brother). Wendy is through to the next round, which makes me cheer - she's such a lovely person! So is the blonde surfer lady, Laura is through (please kill something NOW), and finally... one spot left... And Abby is the one who gets through, surprise surprise.

Melissa is going through, and that's no surprise at all. She's so mousey. Poor thing.

Even the footmen look bored out of their minds.

Hurrah!

Now I can watch Spicks & Specks, even though it's TEN minutes over time! RARGH! Stupid Channel 10.

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