This is the first time I've ever posted and it might be the last if I've misunderstood the rules about respect, but it was either this or bang my head off a wall. Okay . . .
1. All competitors have to perform every week – there are no holidays
Bhoy – are you with me so far? If you’re lost already stop reading and post a request to have that first line explained more fully.
2. If you choose not to dance because of a death in the family (Kelly Brooks), insanely intrusive press (John Sargent) or pain (as Laila could have done after spraining her ankle) you are out of the competition.
Bhoy, how’s it going? Are you still with me? That’s two ideas you’ve had to absorb. Concentrate now: here’s comes a third one.
3. If a doctor says you are not medically fit (Jimmy Tarbuck, Jade Johnson) you are forbidden to dance. You can have one week’s grace - passing through to the next round. This is known as a bye.
Bhoy, I’m rooting for you here. That was the bit that seems to pass through your brain without sticking. I hope it’s snagged onto something on the way past this time.
4. After one week’s grace, if the docs say you are still unfit to dance, you are out.
Bhoy, if you’re still holding all of this in your head all at once, find someone and share a high five. You deserve it, buddy. Steep learning curve for you. One more idea and you’ll be right here in Rocket Science City with the rest of us.
5. The provision of byes stops at the quarter-finals.
Bhoy, if all the words are making your head hurt, just read the bits in bold. You could even draw them on a piece of paper and put arrows in. All the best with it.