Are you Bea in disguise?
As she sat on the sofa, her face contorted, her voice slowly ascending the octaves, it all became clear – Bea is a bit like Heather Mills. Hence we can look forward to a future Heat magazine interview in which she explains that she’s been treated worse than a paedophile, and really, she’s never done anything wrong, unless you count all of the magnificent charity work that she does. She now wanders the house like a dodgy explosive, and should anyone even mildly disagree with her, she’s all set to erupt into tears. It’s such a big disappointment when you think back to the wonderful hippy that entered the house only a short time ago, but unfortunately, as with so many people who insist on telling you how laid back they are, once the layers peel off, she’s a total maniac. On the plus side, the festival circuit has enjoyed a year off from her looming, anxious presence. Lucky them.
Elsewhere in the house, Rodrigo discovered just how dull having tea with the Queen would be, as he made appalling small talk with an actress. Freddie has developed an extremely hollow-eyed smile. And David has been dressed up like a big fat jockey, which does little to convince us that he isn’t slightly brain damaged.
We still want Siavash to win.