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'Strictly Come Tweeting 2017: Week Four (07.10.17)


Tonight’s movie themed edition of Strictly Come Dancing was a memorable fare, mostly for the right reasons.

Definite highpoints included Aston and Janette’s routine to a Justin Timberlake song from Trolls, Debbie’s quick strep and Alexandra’s classy Viennese Waltz to Wouldn’t it Be Loverly to name a few. I found myself tweeting a long as usual, passing comment on things as they unfolded. See below for what nonsense was said.

6:36PM: I'll probably tweet about Strictly for a bit. I apologise to the disinterested.

6:38PM: Richard Coles: finally someone miming playing the piano on #Strictly who can actually play piano. One of my bugbears.

6:40PM: Hang on...it's daytime outdoors. Does Elstree have similar sunlight hours to Iceland in the summer?

6:43PM: Claudia's neckline reminds me of the Champagne Supernova sugar jar.

6:44PM: Tess Daly has never experienced emotion, but she read about one once.

6:45PM: How can they do Toy Story and not use Anton du Beke?

6:48PM: Simon Rimmer's balaclava has slight shades of gimp mask to it.

6:53PM: Eighteen Pointless survey contestants wouldn't get the Jaws reference.

6:54PM: Anton du Beke: older than Roger Moore at his oldest.

6:56PM: If I were dancing a rhumba, there would be four times as much dry ice.

7:00PM: I don't think Craig's comments on Ruth's acting were fair; for someone without that background, I thought she did pretty well.

7:03PM: Mollie's wig is like a ginger Ruth Madoc.

7:05PM: AJ's come as the youngest boy of the Von Trapp children.

7:07PM: If you climbed ev'ry mountain, you be fucking knackered.

7:08PM: Missing Len's sevens.

7:09PM: Len Goodman's favourite waterway is the River Severn.

7:12PM: Is that Richard Coles or Richard Clayderman?

7:21PM: Debbie, as lovely and light on her feet as ever.

7:24PM: Isn't the ten-second rule to do with food on the floor?

7:29PM: Brian & Amy dancing in hold leaves them open to "If I only had a frame" feedback.

7:32PM: Perfect song, character choice and routine for Brian.

7:34PM: Jungle Book II: The Wrath of Shere Khan.

7:36PM: I think Gemma Atkinson's wearing an outfit. Is she wearing an outfit?

7:36PM: Aljaž's got my stomach.

7:37PM: Aljaž channelling Van Gogh.

7:38PM: Gemma's got my widow's peak.

7:44PM: Tom Cruise isn't gay.
He's not gay.
Tom Cruise isn't gay.
He's not gay.
He's got 3 kids.
Tom Cruise isn't gay.
(Hollywood mantra)

7:52PM: You don't clap along to Indiana Jones.

7:56PM: Jonnie, channelling Owen Wilson.

8:09PM: Tess Daly's mouth: where puns go to die.

8:10PM: Joe...he so smiley.

8:11PM: Top marks for the lighting design for the Doctor Zhivago number.

8:13PM: I could be bitchy about Aston's routine here and copy him in, but I don't want to be branded a Twitter Troll.

8:16PM: Aston's hair is sponsored by Jedward.

8:22PM: Ah, the soulless on-beat clapping of the white middle-class.

8:29PM: Hands up who's thinking of Airplane?

8:31PM: Stage Manager: "Quick! Clear the treads".

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