More twists than an episode of Lost tonight (well not that many but then few things can touch that). The night started with the house in slightly muted form following the sudden loss of Ziggy the day before, how things would have changed by the day’s end.
There was a distinctive power shift tonight as well with Liam taking the role of the Alpha male. A mixture of his laid back wit and charm brought him to the forefront of proceedings in the house and I reckon will have shortened his odds as a winner against the previous indominatable Brian. Even Tracey who has been quiet of late came out of her shell and was showing signs of being the entertainer of old. Proving that with a little coercion she still has a reason to be in the house.
In the halfway house it looked like Ziggy might well be heading for a bout of stir craziness. Being stuck in there with a fat old slapper, a glamour puss and a nutter who finds his own farts hilariously funny doesn’t necessarily add to the ambience of a fulfilling atmosphere. Still that was all about to change.
The halfway housemembers were given a task. Each one had to climb into a jack in a box and sit there in darkness for an hour. The one who jumped out of the box closest to the sixty minute mark would be the winner and achieve full housemate status. The original housemates were watching the event on a television screen and before long were shouting at Ziggy to jump out as the hour approached. Unfortunately he didn’t get what they were on about and instead Shaynessa nabbed the prize and became the next halfway member to leave the halfway house and become a real Big Brother contestant.
Once again as she entered the house there was a price to pay, she was forced to nominate someone to take her place in the halfway house and shock and horror to behold her choice was Liam. Her argument being that Amy in the halfway house fancied him. So within the hour Liam found himself slightly crestfallen and heading next door for a stint with the poor relations.
Ziggy of course was glad to see him and the two rapidly achieved a Butch and Sundance status in the house. Amy was clearly interested and although Liam professed an initial disinterest in his own words he had been 45 days without sex and before long the two were flirting like maniacs around each other. They were soon sharing a bed and the beginnings of an amorous interaction were on the cards, even when that fucking idiot Jonty tried to break the mood with a fart and peals of girlish giggling laughter. His line as he moved in for a bout of tonsil tennis with her was priceless. After quoting “Batfink” he said “It’s your time, youngster” and pulled the sheets up over their heads. Blimey.
On another note to close tonight, lets talk about David. Too arrogant, too “wanting to be there” and he has quickly made himself enemies. Gerry has sussed him to be a right prat. As has Tracey, Liam, Ziggy and Brian. Mister, your days are well and truly numbered. And my closing thoughts are…just how long can the twins remain bulletproof…
