Like a phoneix rising from the ashes, Big Brother returns for another series of crazy frolics and talentless wanabees. Many thought that the "Shilpa Popadom" race row would be the final nail in the coffin for the show, but it's back and bigger than ever. In a first night twist, all 11 contestants are female: but looking at some of them there's room for debate. After last years far fetched group producers aimed for a "normal" group. If Tracey - the new rave hippy, Carole - the bisexual political activist and Laura - Wales' answer to Matt Lucas, are normal then I hate to imagine their idea of a freak.
Chanelle and Charley are wannabe WAGS, well you have to throw a few in for good measure, Emily is a carbon copy of the venomous little rich bitch Grace from last year, I could barely survive Nicky and Lesley's VTs without falling to sleep, and when it comes Shabnam (if thats how you say it) I can't get past the fact that she's a spitting image of Amy Winehouse. The prospect of a set of twins entering the house is enough to get anyone's testrone levels rising, but when it comes down to Sam and Amanda, the only thing the male population want to give them is two bullets to the head.
And then Davina tells us one "lucky" man is to enter on Friday, judging by this bunch of sad and desperate women, I really dont envy him, if he can survive a week looking at Carole, then he's a worthy winner in my books! God knows how many housemates, 14 weeks - say goodbye to your summer!
