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'Strictly Come Tweeting: Week nine (23.11.17)



Tonight’s installment of Strictly Come Dancing was a great one, with lots of stupidly good routines (not to mention lifts) but a noticeably harder response from the judges.

There was a definite sense they were expecting performances to be very sick at this stage in the game. For the most part, I agreed with them , though I did feel a little sorry for Mollie King for the slating she ended up on the receiving end of. I admit her routine was a little bitty, but when it was good it was very good and she certainly looked the part.

See below for tonight’s Twitter nonsense:



6:48PM: I always express my disappointment by saying "aaaaaaaaah" too.
6:50PM: AJ's so young, he was born during the opening VT.
6:52PM: At some point, can we discuss Kevin's rehearsal studio hair, and / or stage some sort of intervention?
6:55PM: Tess Daly's never been confronted by human emotion before and doesn't know how to deal with it.
7:02PM: He's very good, that there Joe McFadden.
7:05PM: It's hard to work out where Katya's dress ends and she begins (which isn't meant to sound pervy).
7:10PM: I could cope with the "slow" and the "slow", but would sooner pass on the "quick-quick"
7:10PM: That's two audience members concussed by flying canes then.
7:!8PM: Lots of lovely shots of Davood and Nadiya's rehearsal room sofa
7:25PM: For all the couples desperate to get to Blackpool next week. 



7:37PM: Always good to hear a bit of prime-time accordion.
7:38PM: I'd still be on the stairs.
7:41PM: Was AJ run over in the rehearsal room?
7:42PM: "Hey, Bungalow Bill, what did you kill, Bungalow Bill?"
7:46PM: Layla, written by Eric Clapton while trying to steal George Harrison's wife, seems an appropriate song choice for the Curse of #Strictly
7:51PM: I say this just about every week, but the lighting design on #Strictly is brilliant; top notch.
7:53PM: Crowd supplied by Rent-a-Panto Studio Audience
7:55PM: "Dull, dull, dull"; there's some helpful constructive criticism.
7:58PM: Gobos supplied by The Two Ronnies.
8:00PM: I love Debbie...and I love the way Giovanni is with Debbie.
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