Jo
Paul and Mary
Fragrant former ad girl Holly gave me the pip with her sugar coated bitchiness...the blank faced perfect Mother of Two 'joked' about wishing the other bakers dead. No. Didn't like that. Not a bit. From day one I've been gunning for the cosmetic-free toffee-nosed madam, and last night she really got my blood up. I get the impression that beneath the weak smiles and head hanging to one side malarky she's planning world domination or at least has her eye on a book deal.
So my Bake Off could have been a Right Off if it hadn't been for the fantastically likeable Essex girl, Jo. With her slightly whiny voice, delicious smile, ample hips and imperfect teeth she's my idea of a woman I'd like as a neighbour. When praised by Paul or Mary she looks genuinely stunned. Me? I can't believe it. I can't believe my Danish Pastries were better than everyone elses. Humility is alive and well and residing in the heart of Jo. I hope, at the end of the day John, that she snatches the Chefs Hat...
The other contestant who doesn't bring out either love or loathing in me is the formidable but warm Mary-Ann. A bigger girl with so much skill it's enough to make me vomit over me dainties, she is not in love with herself and takes on all tasks with vigour and sweats a lot on the way. I like her, and if Jo doesn't win I hope Mary-Ann does.
I do love this programme, everything about it is what I think a cool cook show should be ...Informative but not dour, great presenters, the adorable Mel and Sue are just fab, especially like Sue's glasses and most of all, a great cook prog should make the lazy tripehounds who are sitting at home salivating get up and get cooking. Does it for me dears...
You all know how much I respect and like Mary Berry, she has taught me all I'll ever need to know but master baker Paul Hollywood is just too handsome to go anywhere near a kitchen...except MINE of course. He is welcome to ice my fancies any time he's in the neighbourhood. Tall, chunky, a face to faint over and cooks as well. Oh come on...Is this guy for real?
Anywaaaay, I love them all, and can't wait for the final when, if there's any justice, Holly will fail to rise and Jo will be iced Queen Of Bakers.
An aside...After a quick trundling of my trolley through the aisles of Sainsbury's I squatted on my rear stoop and conversated with me 'erbs whilst chomping on a very sugary YumYum (shop bought).
