I’m Really Angry The Noo!
Freddie. Poor, poor Freddie. Having shaved his head, I would be afraid that the housemates have created their own little Travis Bickle, ready to snap, ready to tear the other housemates apart. A man can only take rejection from his peers for so long, right? Between him, Lisa and Charlie – all shaven headed – there’s a magical BNP party just waiting to happen (albeit a BNP that rationally accepts homosexuality and interracial relationships).
The house is ABUZZ with discussions about the eviction. Marcus thinks that it’ll be him, Kris or Freddie (though he does stir a bit, telling Sophie that Kris thought she could go because she’s quiet, when Marcus was the one who said she was quiet, and Kris merely agreed with him). Karly says that she “kens” exactly who will go, “and it’s the one with the big mouth.” Meaning Marcus. Who do I think’ll go? Kris or Marcus. Anyway, the Marcus/Kris/Stirring/Misunderstanding causes a big barny, and that’s all I’ll say on the matter as it’s all very stupid indeed.
For their vaudeville task, Karly and Kris have to walk a short – three metres, maybe? – tightrope. They have two attempts each to do it. Kris does his first time, pretty effortlessly. Karly – whose roots are looking dreadful, and let us know that she is, naturally, ginger-haired – falls off right at the end of her first attempt. “Did you see the waaaaaarsp?” she shouts, “in my hair?” (She means Wasp.) She does it on her second attempt, though, so all is well in the world. PASS! Charlie then has to do his unicycling, again, a distance of a few metres, on a plank across the swimming pool. He’s wearing a comedy oversized hat, and clearly cannot ride the unicycle at all. Instead he tries to go very fast, but it doesn’t work, and the unicycle falls into the water. FAIL!
Next task: The strongmen and women – Marcus, Siavash, Noirin – have to pull a truck 25 metres. (It weighs 4 tonnes, and Marcus shrugs it off. “That’s nothing. I used to pull and push them around all day. You might as well stay here, I’ll do it myself.”) This should be really easy, right? Well, no, because it’s a fucking truck. It moves, they pull it, but they really bust a gut to make it happen. Still, make it happen they do! PASS! Because they failed all the other challenges, though, they’re on basic rations. OVERALL MASSIVE FAIL!
Sophie and Kris have a lovely chat about whether their relationship can survive outside the house. Sophie – who perpetually sounds like an idiot – claims that if Kris ever cheats on her, she’ll never take him back. “But we can give it a go, because… I like you.” Is it just me, or is she suggesting/implying that she might even love him? If she isn’t playing up to the cameras, she’s going to get hurt as fuck.
Anyway, Siavash then tells Noirin that her house nickname is Rabbit, a nickname that I have NEVER heard her being called in the house. Who calls her this? Kris, Sophie, Lisa. So, Noirin then goes into the bedroom and tells those people that she knows about the nickname, and they deny it completely. (I’m sorry, but what the fuck is a rabbit, anyway? Was Siavash actually insinuating that she fucks around a lot? Or has big teeth? Or is a vibrator? I don’t know.) Oh, shit, it’s all kicking off, or as much as an arguement in the BB house can. Karly uses the phrase, “I’m really angry the noo!” which is just priceless. It escalates, with Siavash threatening to say stuff that he never wanted to say. It’s weird. I don’t know what’s happening, as it could be Siavash being a weird stirrer, or he could be speaking the truth, or he could be just drunk and confused. I can’t tell. (Big Brother, this is your fault, as, editing wise, it’s confusing as all hell.)
Then, oh God, Freddie. Freddie tells Noirin that she’s been a bitch and thrown him to the wolves. She then calls him a liar, which he isn’t, and he tells her off like an angry pointing dad, so he follows her from room to room. His anger is growing. Ooooooh! This is getting exciting! This is amazing: Noirin has chosen, right here, to side with the group that might keep her in by sheer force of numbers. The line is absolutely drawn, and it’s amazing, seeing it so divided. Freddie then starts shouting like some 18th Century orator, swinging his finger around! It’s incredible and Shakespearean and Parliamentary! Wow.
Really, just Wow.
