Stop leaping about — the show isn’t that good

CHANNEL HOPPING: MEATLOAF will do anything to get on TV, but staying in his seat on “Popstar to Operastar” . . . he won’t do that.

The heavy rocker was a dead ringer for a bride’s nightie again in his “expert” role as a judge in week two of the ITV1 “talent” show. he as up and down more than tearful Alan Titchmarsh’s quivering upper lip (I know how he feels).

Strange really, when most of the performances did little to get the rest of us off our arias. They made the fake tenor on the Go Compare ad almost worth a watch. Oh despaaaair.


BRAND new to BBC3 — “Coming of Age”. Might have known the makers of “Two Pints” were behind it.

More wooden roles and cheap one-liners from a decade or two ago. What planet are they on in Threeland? “I Believe in Ghosts, with Joe Swash” and “I Believe in UFOs, with Danny Dyer” hardly set my pulse racing.

Shame the new “The Real Hustle” series has been left floundering on the yoof channel when it clearly deserves mainstream billing – what a swizz.


SALLY was given the all-clear at the hospital, and, in a way, so too was cheating Kevin as Molly took flight from poor Tyrone on “Coronation Street”.

Jack said a few words of wisdom — and his bird came back. No such luck for Ty . . . but what a right hook he’s got — it’s Dev-astating.


STACEY’S mental mate Becca really is mad. No stranger to the Halfway House herself, the Enders siren said: “Let’s put our ’jamas on and get the hot chocolate out.”

Becca’s response . . . “Call me a cab.” Completely cuckoo. Pat had a heart-attack.

Soap roar: Corrie Tyrone’s horrified reaction when asked if he was a vegetarian by John Stape. He was baking with rage.

“Why? Has someone been saying summat?” How dare they, Ty; how dare they! If Gregg’s ever take out Paddy McGuinness . . . you’re in.

Soap bore: Roxy taking the Vic landlady role a little too seriously on the Square.

As Peggy put it: “You’ve a lot to learn yet, young lady.” For example, keeping an eye on baby Amy.