Quote of the Day from Grace Dent - Big Brother Bloggist
Weak through hunger, feisty Glyn has begun to accept his plight. If producers thought starving the house would warrant a vicious uprising against Jayne, they were wrong. OK, she got nominated, but now in the grip of apathy and exhaustion, most housemates agree she's "quite a nice woman".
Secretly, I think Glyn dreams of seeing Jayne rotating above a crackling fire with a Bramley apple stuffed in her gob, beside a mountain of fresh, white buttered rolls, while Richard probably resembles a giant talking hotdog in a hat. If the housemates are going to turn all Cannibal Holocaust, I suggest they start with Imogen: her flesh will be lean, she won't be a noisy kill, and they can use her brain as a light amuse-bouche, which wouldn't ruin anyone's pre-dinner appetite.
Susie is tediously dull, I'll give Glyn that. She tells anecdotes about cool-washing silk and the quickest B-route to Cirencester. But stick her in a kitchen with a bag of Tilda rice, a droopy carrot, half an antique onion, some eye-ridden spuds and a yellowing cabbage, and in the blink of an eye she'll have whipped up a vegetarian Armenian pilaf, a kilo of patatas bravas and Cajun coleslaw for 12.
Yeah, Glyn, that's right, boy, vote out the hand that feeds you. Then you and Mikey can do the shopping list. "We'd like 500 cans of supermarket-brand pilsener," Glyn would probably say, "A bag of pickled onion Spooky Starships and something made of pig blood and hooves, please! Oh, erm, and a flamethrower to kill big, scary cockroaches as they appear to have set up a colony by the toaster and abducted Aisleyne!"
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