Marbella Belles, anyone?
Mutton dressed as trout on MB: even El Dorado was never this funny!
As Saturday night is by far the most common night of the week to venture out (I prefer to leave that to the nice ladies from Northampton), I spent the weekend parked prettily in front of the plasma watching Al Gore’s An Inconvenient Truth on DVD. Good heavens, for a 58-year-old with a Dunkin Donuts problem that man sure does got it going on. There’s just something so unbelievably hot about someone with that much integrity. Whoever said politics is showbusiness for ugly people hasn’t been checking Albert out properly…
Also caugh new ITV1 series, Marbella Belles. Anyone who’s had the misfortune to visit Puerto Banus in Marbella will know that it is truly the arsehole of the earth and about as Spanish as Wormwood Scrubs.
It’s filled with East End cabbies, bent coppers, and fraudulent property developers from Brentwood. if you have anything vaguely resembling a soul, just one day there is enough to make you want to put your head in an oven. So it comes as no surprise to see the calibre of bleached old Essex trouts being trotted out for this hilarious series.
First we have cackling, chain-smoking Lisa, who spends so much time dumping baby ‘Blue’ on to Filipino maid Lin Lin it’s safe to say she’d have trouble correctly ID-ing her child in a police line-up. Then there’s Jo whose karaoke rendition of ‘You To Me Are Everything’ doesn’t go down too well with the locals, prompting her to yell, ‘Well, fuck ov ‘ome if you darn’t loik it!’ Oh, but we do like it, Lisa. In fact, nous adorons. Look, I just like to have a laugh at the Essex people. Is that really so wrong?