That's 'H' at the top of the picture, in the centre (good ole H, always at the heart of the fun!). Ya gotta love H. He's a right chirpy little chap, and he could throw some shapes. He had, if you'll excuse the pun, the Steps (stop laughing Uncle Lucy, it's not that hilarious!) Last week I went out on to the streets of London, in order to capture what the British public think of him. Here's what I found:
DeBunkem: 'What d'ya think of H from Steps?'
Anon: 'Yoo Englees an yor fuckin bacon an eggs!'
DeBunkem: 'What d'ya think of H from Steps?'
Mandy: 'Ooo, I'd put im in between two bitsa bread an eat him all up I would - he's lurvely, innee!'
DeBunkem: 'Excuse me Sir, what d'ya think of H from Steps?'
Right Wing politician, John Redwood: 'I have to say, I am an S Club 7 man myself. I like Hannah... so sweet and blonde. She'll make some lucky chap a smashing little wife...'
DeBunkem: 'What d'ya think of H from Steps?'
Homeless Person: 'He's a right c... arghh... gnuffn... what ya doin' ya nutter...
I fink he's great. Very talented. Wonderful dancer... is that alright? Can I go now?'
Yes, admittedly I did place that last chap in a head-lock, just as they taught me to do in my Journalism degree; but at least we got an honest opinion out of him in the end. I think you'll agree with me, that H is friggin brilliant, and we love him here in The Weedy Shack.
H looking well sultry.
