Normally I prefer to swear at whatever reality TV cobblers is on of an evening, but when John Lydon appeared on I’m A Celebrity… Get Me Out Of Here! I watched in rapt silence instead. How I belly-laughed when he said how thick Jordan was, or insulting the viewing public for not voting him off! He was going to win! But, of course, disappointment followed: the old turd deserted the camp and went to a hotel instead. His defenders have said that Johnny’s all about anarchy, and how him leaving was a two fingers to everyone, and how he wasn’t there for our benefit, etc, etc. I am not buying it. Put simply, Johnny Rotten chickened out and proved that, actually, Kerry McFadden, Peter Andre and Jordan have more balls than he does. Who’d have thunk it?
