We’re halfway up the Everest of semi-finals week, and ITV have kindly given us a little sniff from a tank of oxygen, in the form of a day with no show. Caution: metaphor-stretching ahead.
Since setting off from auditions basecamp, it’s been a steady slog up the north face of Britain’s Got Talent. The air’s getting thinner than Darth Jackson‘s address book, and colder than the series of pumps and switches that pass for Amanda Holden‘s heart.
But if you find yourself tiring, don’t worry: Susan Boyle will truss you up with climbing rope and hoist you over her hefty shoulders.
So that’s the Eurovision Song Contest done, and Big Brother won’t be here to wreck our lives for a little bit longer.
