Bye bye: You could never quite call it with Tom - some weeks Berrywood LOVED him. But this week he didn't scrub up - serving, for example, a chocolate-covered slab as a fancy roulade (then claiming he *wanted* it to look a bit crappy). It might have helped if he'd gone for a better piece of kit than a teeny hot pink handheld fan to cool his wares - even a 99p shop would think twice about stocking that piece of tat. He'd have frankly been better off breathing on it.
Ma Baker: Andrew. True to her word, Mel kept his meringue botch job a secret - and he only went and won the Technical. In your FACE, Paul.
Smut-watch: "My nuts are golden brown" quoth Tom.
What did Selasi try wing this week: How I lolz-ed when he attempted to salvage his slimy bogie green mousse by cutting the wobbly sides with a square mould.
Every single week: the closing Technical montage makes it look like they've entirely messed up whatever fiendish pud Mary and Paul have insisted on, and then they lay them on the Gingham Altar and - boom - a set of incredible-looking marjolaines.
Lippy-watch: A friend texted in fury that the internet had been unable to explain to her what colour Candice was sporting. "What is the point of Twitter if it does not have this info? Sad face emoji". #truedat.
Next week: Tudor Week. TUDOR WEEK!!!!!!!!! In which someone seemingly makes a knight out of poo.
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