That’s the kind of thing I watch TV for
LAST week on The Block: Day 46. Until this series I think the last time I heard anything referred to like this was the Iran Hostage Crisis in 1979. 1980. 1981 . . . So is the auction episode tonight — Wednesday — Day 47? I don’t know if we can automatically assume it is. It actually took place last night and I’m imagining there are high-level talks right now at Channel 9 about how to have the internet declared illegal between now and the next series.
God wouldn’t it have been something if all those candles burned Chez and Brenton’s apartment down last week? That’s the kind of thing I watch television for. Nobody would’ve been hurt. Chez and Brenton were out having dinner at Aria, enjoying the harbour view from their table facing the kitchen. Did Chez end up having the decrustation menu, do you think?
And why did the producers leave that in, poor little Chez pronouncing decrustation like an out of towner? And about that ring — we were clearly left thinking Brenton paid $278,000 for it, but I’m going to make a guess here and say he didn’t. Do you think he had a rethink about the whole thing when she started screaming SHUT UP at him over and over? Do you think he had a brief alarming prescient insight into how his life might go? Or was he just relieved the place was still standing and he hadn’t returned to a smouldering pile of Freedom furniture?
I loved the ring-in painters scandal too. There should’ve been a bit more of that. John and Neisha seemed to be overly upset by it though. Or Neisha mainly. Not sure why. She was convinced Jake and Erin had cheated before and it was just the first time they’d been caught. It was hardly cheating though, given the level of assistance everyone got on this show. Still, Neisha will forgive but she will never ever forget. She’s in negotiations now for the next series of Underbelly. John looks like Eddie Perfect if Eddie let his regrowth go.
I know they got the right people for this show because they’ve annoyed me and amused me disproportionately at various times during the course of the series. And normally it’s the contestants I get confused on reality shows, but not this time. No, it was the apartments here— I couldn’t tell one from the other.