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There has been a lot of hoo-ha in the media over Matt Hancock’s decision to participate in this year’s I’m a Celebrity . . . Get Me out of Here. Quite how his constituents will respond to their MP abandoning local issues in favour of humiliating himself on the world stage, time will tell. One thing is almost guaranteed though: due to Hancock’s unpopularity, particularly after his role in the Covid crisis, he will be a prime target to be Appletoned.
But I shan’t see any of his discomfiture, unless there are edited highlights online, because I never watch the show. Over the years, nay, decades, I’ve witnessed Ant and Dec’s once vibrant repartee deteriorate into stale and predictable patter, so that’s a turn off for me. But my biggest problem with the show is the celebrities themselves, as I have a low tolerance threshold for vacuous self-centred witterers.
While I occasionally watch shows such as Who Wants to be a Millionaire and The Chase, I avoid their celebrity specials like a Tory government avoids scrutiny. I have absolutely no interest in soap stars, weather presenters, pop sensations, or any bright young thing from the world of entertainment, and even less for washed up old has beens, who have abandoned their dignity in exchange for a final payoff, with a hoped for rekindling of their…
