How is this even a TV show?, asks the delectable Will of Nikki Webster appreciation page, Fop.

I'll tell you how this is a TV show.

Someone, somewhere, who happened to work for the BBC, thought it would be a good idea if the world's of dance and celebrity were combined and dreamed up Strictly Come Dancing

All the stars were on it, including Esther Rantzen, Aled Jones, the obligatory Person With An Olympic Medal and, fabulously, Julian Clary (who I'm related to by a string of only two tenuous links, which I am obviously very, very proud of).

It was, undoubtebly, the worst thing ever to be shown on television.

But people loved it!

They literally couldn't get enough, to the point of it being spun off into a second series, and the BBC extending the franchise with Strictly Ice Skating, and the Pop Idol-style Strictly Dance Fever, which will see the Great British Public 'dancing up a storm' and being mocked, incessantly, by Graham Norton.

Clearly, someone in Australia was watching.

And we don't even have former child stars in hellish wigs by way of consolation.