Roll up, roll up the summer circus is in town - the Big Brother freak show has arrived. In a manner that hasn’t been seen since Queen Victoria ruled our Fair Isle and half of the known world the British public has been invited to chuck rotten fruit and veg at society’s freaks. Cue shouty annoying talentless ringmaster Big Mama Davina McCall who is once again subjecting British eardrums to public health worrying decibel levels.
So where shall we start? We’ll move past the cage containing the bearded lady and meander past the Siamese twins for now, and just ignore the bloke making strange noises under the sack.
Right here we are in the Big Brother big top. Here’s our first exhibit …
