Monday, November 10, 2008

They're just so inventive

The agonies and ecstasies of Strictly Come Dancing, and underground scrawls from Thursday.

We never miss an episode of Strictly. Or at least, Char doesn't. Whenever I lift my eyes from my sketchbook/laptop/innovations catalogue whilst it's on it's always to look at her face twisting like a Spitting Image puppet in precise accordance the the BBC producers designs. It's the full gamut of human emotions: unbridled joy at the poetry of a tight celebrity fox-trot, unbearable anguish when a mean-spirited three is awarded. But then I guess my face is almost as varied as I go from mocking sneer to desperate fear when the programme ends and Char bounces up and insists we pace around the room together to imaginary music.

1 comment:

Dave Tett said...

Pace around the room to imaginary music?! Yeah I get that too, don't worry! Nice sketches by the way!