Things are cooking good to make this the tasty twelfth
The only time I watch snooker is when I’m paid to! I work for the BBC and also ITV4. But when I come home the last thing I want to watch is more snooker
STEPHEN HENDRY SEVEN TIMES SNOOKER WORLD CHAMP & CELEB MASTERCHEF STAR FRIED AND TESTED Jim and Henri Oh, Boy! Mickey Mouse is getting his own channel for a whole month.
Disney Channels UK and Ireland has announced a Mickey and pals takeover on September 4, running 24 hours a day for the month on Disney XD +1 on Sky and on Virgin Media. Content will include selected episodes of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, plus Mickey And The Roadster Racers and Doc McStuffins.
You’ll probably be as surprised as I was to hear it’s the twelfth series of Celebrity Masterchef. I know what keeps bringing me back to it, though. The hope that one day something will match Andrew Castle knocking up a fry-up with a “will that do?” look on his face.
Or Geordie presenter Donna Air turning up after years in television exile and suddenly speaking like she was auditioning to play a toff on Downton Abbey.
Unfortunately, we had no classic moments like that last night – thanks mainly to Jim “Vic Reeves” Moir taking things seriously for once. Luckily, my mind was preoccupied elsewhere, busily swinging between really wanting Cockney foghorn Gregg Wallace to yell Henri Leconte’s full name and, then again, really praying that he wouldn’t. He didn’t. Henri made it through to the next round though, so it’s all still to play for. Gregg let us down in the flirting department too. He must have realised early doors that Angellica Bell wouldn’t stand for it.
Either that or Gregg’s just keeping his powder dry for Rachel Stevens and Ulrika Jonsson.
Last night Stephen Hendry was unlucky to get the boot, although I reckon the writing was on the wall early doors when the narrator introduced him dismissively as “Scottish snooker player Stephen Hendry” just after she had given Julia Somerville the full “muchloved newsreader and TV presenter” treatment. Bit harsh that. However, the narrator could redeem herself fairly easily next week with just four words– “the lovely Debbie McGee”.
I’d like that. A lot.
Stephen Hendry was unlucky to get the boot, but the writing was on the wall