The spooky costumes and eerie backdrops have been packed away for another year and this weekend we move on with a Michael Jackson vs Queen theme.
'British' means anything you want it to. I had hoped that too would be the message of Channel 4's Make Leicester British documentary which aired on Monday night - yet it wasn't to be. From the introductory seconds, the programme started on with the anti-immigration attitude I quietly dreaded.
The Chelsea bunch are now all back in London and with the return of series 8 comes the return of our very own heartthrob, Andy Jordan. He makes it clear to, well, everyone that he is "gutted" that Louise has found herself a new beau.
Welcome back to judges houses. Friday night, Louis picked his three groups and at Mel B's Mexico house we saw two of the boys perform for their place....right I have my iced water, I'm drenched in sun cream, let's go.
It's semi-final time, with just three challenges standing between Richard, Chetna, Luis and Nancy, and a place in the final. However, as well as three challenges, there are also only three places available in next week's show.
Transparent is ostensibly a sitcom about Mort, a father of 3 who is transitioning into being a woman, Maura. Whether you are someone who is thrilled that an entire TV series is being made about a transgender journey, or someone who thinks that you'd like to watch nothing less doesn't really matter.
Sunday night and Simon continued to choose for his category, keeping us hanging on after Jay James had been promised a seat on Saturday's show. Let the fun (really Dean) and games commence.
Your Home In Their Hands has the strutting, pouting, preening Celia Sawyer as its host. Hostess might be more to the point as on first appearance, she looks as if she might show you to your table in a Las Vegas strip club.
Friday night saw Cheryl picking her six girls for judges houses, to say it was like a rollercoaster is an understatement. In fact I think a rollercoaster is less stressful. Thankfully though, Team Midas' Lola Saunders made judges houses, along with Lauren, Stephanie, Emily, Kerrianne and Chloe Jasmin.
Making a sweet fruit loaf may not initially seem like the hardest task in the world, but we're at the quarter-final stage of this year's Great British Bake Off, and things aren't as simple as they first seem. So, not only do our five bakers have to make their loaves with enriched dough - notoriously tricky to work with - but also have only two and a half hours in which to complete the task...
For the showstopper, or should I say, choux-stopper (totally copyrighting that pun), our brave, baking adventurers must make two dozen éclairs; twelve of one flavour and twelve of another. Kate, Luis and Chetna all decide to flavour their choux pastry, with Kate adding Greek basil to the dough that will form the base to her lemon meringue éclairs.
Do you ever think that the people behind The Great British Bake Off might be running out of episode ideas? I only ask because episode six of the 2014 incarnation has as its theme 'European cakes', which sounds very much like a 5pm-on-a-Friday idea to me. Anyway, I can't be too concerned about that because my main concern is who is going to be my new baking hero following Norman's ignominious sortie last week.
It's frantic at the end - some pies are burnt, some pies are under-done, and Norman's apparently put an entire field of lavender into his meringue, but who's going home? In fact, with Diana out of the picture, is anyone going home?
Kitten And The Hip, aka husband and wife Ashley and Scarlett proved sometimes one voice is better than two! A bit awkward but Scarlett made the right choice to go it alone. She could be one to watch.
The World cup is a distant memory, the nights are starting to draw in and for most, (sorry Scotland) the return to school is imminent. This can only mean one thing, the return of the one, the only, The X Factor.
Now, a man throwing a cake in the bin and walking out of a tent may not seem particularly momentous, but in the bunting-clad, cosy world of Great British Bake Off, this is big news. To us, this is our equivalent of Eric Cantona karate kicking a racist supporter at Selhurst Park in the mid-90s.