It's Saturday night telly ... Showbiz ... the same as The Generation Game ... it's about frocks and sequins and having fun ... I really can't believe that people take it seriously.
It absolutely is not Strictly "Come Dancing"
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Both Tess and Claudia have the figure to carry off lovely clothes but they do wear some frights and Claudia went in for tents at the beginning but has improved.
If we watch a recording I'm happy, even keen, to FF the faff and just have the dancing but OH likes all the guff in between too, but then he enjoyed Generation Game and all the other Saturday night fluff before and a lot since. I used to head for the kitchen and cook or else a long hot soak after a day in the garden.
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I'd rather have a good BRITISH drama,for Saturday night viewing.What's really annoying with Strictly is that they try and make us believe that they do the result on Sunday! So obvious that it's not,so why do it?
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Very few 'good British Dramas' can be family viewing before the watershed ... and Saturday night is the night that the children can stay up a bit longer and watch tv with parents/grandparents etc so a bit of harmless fun with glitz and glamour is ideal.
Sunday night seems to have become the evening for drama i.e. Poldark ... put the little ones to bed and the parents can settle down and watch Ross and Demelza doing slightly unseemly things
Don't think the BBC think they're fooling anyone ... it's TV ... something called 'the suspension of disbelief' ... i.e. we pretend it's real but know it isn't.
"The term suspension of disbelief or willing suspension of disbelief has been defined as a willingness to suspend one's critical faculties and believe something surreal; sacrifice of realism and logic for the sake of enjoyment.[1] The term was coined in 1817 by the poet and aesthetic philosopher Samuel Taylor Coleridge, who suggested that if a writer could infuse a "human interest and a semblance of truth" into a fantastic tale, the reader would suspend judgement concerning the implausibility of the narrative..." courtesy of Wiki
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Got an eye's up from GW that my name had been mentioned, that usually means trouble. Dancers do not look at legs they look at feet and posture, it matters not if the people are photogenic or not it is what they do and how they do it. For competitions as long as they wear the correct apparel for the Dance they are competing in and have showered at least once that year it is the actions that count. @ are they, the spiel that goes with the pictures appears to be me me me, not what can I do for dance but what can I do to promote me. Brought up in an era when Dancing was an enjoyable meeting between people of the opposite sex ( I can see that getting wiped in this overly PC world), when it was the content and not the vision that mattered I cannot see me watching the please everyone show it has become. I can remember past winers although the last two years are a blanc, I may even look at the Middle Eastern belly dancers or the Whirling Dervishes it could well be more entertaining. By again, Frank.
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It absolutely is not Strictly "Come Dancing"
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
If we watch a recording I'm happy, even keen, to FF the faff and just have the dancing but OH likes all the guff in between too, but then he enjoyed Generation Game and all the other Saturday night fluff before and a lot since. I used to head for the kitchen and cook or else a long hot soak after a day in the garden.
I'd love a good British drama any evening of the week but they seem hard to come by.
Sunday night seems to have become the evening for drama i.e. Poldark ... put the little ones to bed and the parents can settle down and watch Ross and Demelza doing slightly unseemly things
Don't think the BBC think they're fooling anyone ... it's TV ... something called 'the suspension of disbelief' ... i.e. we pretend it's real but know it isn't.
"The term suspension of disbelief or willing suspension of disbelief has been defined as a willingness to suspend one's critical faculties and believe something surreal; sacrifice of realism and logic for the sake of enjoyment.[1] The term was coined in 1817 by the poet and aesthetic philosopher Samuel Taylor Coleridge, who suggested that if a writer could infuse a "human interest and a semblance of truth" into a fantastic tale, the reader would suspend judgement concerning the implausibility of the narrative..." courtesy of Wiki
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Anyone see the lunchtime coverage of Strictly? Some interesting contestants in the final mix despite the cricketer wussing about a probable chest wax.
Where's @Palaisglide? Isn't he usually eyeing the lovely legs ladies about this time?!?!
Dancers do not look at legs they look at feet and posture, it matters not if the people are photogenic or not it is what they do and how they do it. For competitions as long as they wear the correct apparel for the Dance they are competing in and have showered at least once that year it is the actions that count.
@ are they, the spiel that goes with the pictures appears to be me me me, not what can I do for dance but what can I do to promote me.
Brought up in an era when Dancing was an enjoyable meeting between people of the opposite sex ( I can see that getting wiped in this overly PC world), when it was the content and not the vision that mattered I cannot see me watching the please everyone show it has become.
I can remember past winers although the last two years are a blanc, I may even look at the Middle Eastern belly dancers or the Whirling Dervishes it could well be more entertaining.
By again, Frank.