I was amused by some foreign born workmates' conversation, which I had little to contribute to as I don't think I've ever watched The Voice, a tv singing competition. They all said their children make them watch it but also conceded it was a good way to destress after work. They all seemed terribly knowledgeable. Was that the show where a female won against Anthony Callea and the winner's name put into Google took everyone to a gay pornstar's website? I've remembered her name now. Casey Donovan. She is a rather good singer.
One bloke said he commented negatively on an over the top flamboyant reaction by one contestant. Dad, don't be so anti gay. He held up his hands in horror and perplexment to his daughter. How is that anti gay? It is nothing to do with him being gay.
Another said, I love the Scottish bloke. He confesses to mad sex, taking drugs, drinking and smoking excessively and yet he sings really just over the top well. He should have won.
Another commented on Boy George. I am not sure if BG is mentor or a judge, or both. This bloke said he just loves his bitchy humour. About a woman in a similar role, maybe her name was Kelly, he said to her, travel around the world and say the name Kelly, and people will say Kelly who? Travel around the world and say Boy, and people will say Boy George. The workmate went on to praise the wonderful outfits and hats Boy George wears, suggesting he had his own personal tailor.