Drag Race UK, Season 3, Episode 4: And None For Victoria.

Victoria doesn’t sit with us.

Welcome to Girl Group 101 with Professor Kitty Scott Claus, you can either major in The Social Dynamics of Girls Aloud or The Philosophy of Girl Power.

Personally I’m only ever happy if Chigs is happy.

Dessert Week is upon us so expect some setting nightmares and would you care for more sin with your cake, dear Adam?

Perhaps this was Cruella’s Villain Origin Story all along?

And so Movie Week must come to a close and it feels only right that on this evening we acknowledge a series of Box Office Disasters…

Well, it’s one way to describe Movie Week.

It is of course the scariest time of year: ~~Halloween~~ Movie Week! And we’ve got body horror, glittery injury detail, CATS (2019) talk, waking nightmares and cursed kingdoms!

Hey! That’s River Medway’s thing!

Congratulations if you went into this episode unspoilt by A’whora!

The bloodshot eyes of Freya’s marzipan-filled starfish will haunt my dreams forever.

It’s Bread Week which does unfortunately mean Paul Hollywood is more insufferable than ever – how dare the bread be bready?

And every Sunday evening the Teletubbies make a blood sacrifices to their Sun Goddess to sate her unquenchable thirst.

After a chaotic, scattershot conclusion to the leader board, the First Boot of the series was always going to be a heart-breaking affair.

She came. She danced. She redefined art.

Judging by how this episode progressed, I can only imagine we have angered some sort of ancient Eldritch being. By which I do mean that Giovanna Fletcher IS NOT PLEASED.

If Blair St, Clair can have shivering as a gimmick, I’m willing to allow River Medway to point her way to the semi-finals.

Are you ready for an episode of Drag Race UK that is somehow more chaotic than anything that happened on Drag Race Holland, a series seemingly entirely designed to be as unhinged as possible? Good, strap in.