Originally Posted by
peeve:
“Hammy (or Xammy as we shall have to learn to call him) is a shameless strumpet (or whatever the male equivalent of a strumpet is) - I thought his heart was given to Kara? 
Your equally shameless behaviour in cribbing Ignazio's homework shouldn't be tolerated either - so that's a weekly detention for you, Sir, at which you should write your detailed musings on the previous show, then post it here for all to see.Does that sound like a plan? 
PS - your musings were greatly missed on the Strictly forum.”
Crikey peeve, I may be guilty as charged but that's a bit harsh for a first offence. Is there a right to appeal? No? Well, for your eyes only, here's everything I can remember about last week:
"It's great that you have a skating show" said new girl Kat. Do we, do we really? Because I've been watching half an hour and I've yet to see a blade hit the ice. When it finally turns up the blade is attached to the perfect form of Heidi. Unfortunately the perfect form is unable to point it in the right direction so the endurance test starts early.
"Don't worry, it'll pick up", I said, "just as soon as a total stranger called Mark pitches up." I was right about 'total stranger' but a little wide of the mark with the whole 'picking up' thing. Back with the Olympians, Kat was stumped by the question 'Can you see potential?' As, indeed, was I. Mind you, halfway through I'd taken the precaution of borrowing Hammy's welding goggles so at least I had an excuse. Faced with a score of 8, Frankie explained that 'he'd started from absolute zero' and, to be honest, a score of minus 273 would have been about par.
I can't remember anything else except that Charlene was a surprise hit, Jorgie was good, Chemmy was gorgeous and next week's bunch had the stamp of a Victorian freak show.
And as far as Xammy's concerned, all previous encounters were but frivolous dalliances compared to the sincerity of his current object of lust. Honestly peeve, you should know this stuff by now.