BHNGT really.
The chaotic kids? Judge fluffing.
Lassie singer? More judge fluffing.
Foam party? Didn’t get it.
Wrestling man? No fluffing in all that tight lycra.
Gymnast stuff? Very impressive. I can barely jump 6 inches off the floor. And if someone managed to fling me about, I’m damned sure they wouldn’t be rushing to catch me. But not BGT. Twas AGT.
We have dancing dinosaurs. Though I would like to see how the dog reacted to them in the back garden. I’m guessing it would end in extinction. Not for the dog.
The boy dancers? No need for the story or the we will give away our money stuff to show you are good eggs. It came through in the dance.
I didn’t love Linda. I just like her. She is a bit of a performer. I don’t think there was any nerves there despite it being put out there. (Pet peeve) And I bet she would hog the karaoke on a night oot. But I’d dance to her.
The witch thing? Live insects though? ☹️
The bairns didn’t have to sing. I’d have been away at the reunion photos at the back. A sight i’ve seen a million times over. It never fails to shift me.
Not a big enough thing for a GB though it would seem.
I can only imagine what they will need to tick their boxes. (Nan is bubbling just under my skin)