Strictly Come Snarking

Every Autumn without fail, the BBC decide to spray the British public with sequins, dodgy song covers and more cleavage than is necessary to bring all the boys to the yard.

Every year my family insist upon watching the rise and fall of mediocre celebrities donning the sparkliest, sauciest outfits you ever did see, and, lucky duck that I am, that tradition puts the kibosh on my Saturday & Sunday night social life. Thanks, ma!

Here, I'll proudly state what I like, shamelessly rip into what I hate, and generally have a (glitter)ball vocalising my often cynical opinion on every aspect of this show through to Christmas.

If I don't like your favourites - and it's pretty obvious whose team I'm NOT on - DON'T FOLLOW ME and DON'T READ. Seriously, it's simple as. There's no need to get in a tizzy over someone having an opposing opinion - don't do that to yourselves. Just walk on by.

PS: This is very much a Pro-Aliona zone. JSYK.

ON HIATUS 'TIL AUTUMN 2012. UNTIL THEN, STRICTLY FANS - KEEEEEEEP DOING WHAT YOU'RE DOING.
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