Mark your calendar: Wednesday, 21st May 2026, 9 p.m. BST. That’s the date. Don’t text me asking for extensions. I am not the BBC switchboard.
Honestly, watching this show makes me want to book a one-way ticket to anywhere. But then I remember I have to water my plants. So I’ll just live vicariously through those brave, exhausted souls on TV.
Grab your snacks. Prepare your couch. The finish line is finally in sight. And if you’re still reading this at 2 a.m. like I was, well—welcome to the club. We’re all in this together, just without the backpacks and bad Spanish.
