[erinp5]

For the first time since they arrived at the House a few weeks ago, the housemates are going to have to learn to go without. They’ve been bickering, factions have been forming, and now – after failing the last shopping task so spectacularly - they’re going to live on basic rations.

An optimist would hope that a bit of poverty and neediness might bring everyone together, form a sense of community spirit as they locate a stoical blitz mentality. But, unfortunately, so far that seems unlikely.

Already, stocks are dwindling, and where once the breakfast plates were piled high with sausages and bacon, there’s talk of surviving only on fruit until lunchtime.



The three keenest scoffers – Winston, Ash and Marlon – seem especially disturbed by the thought.

“Two eggs left, that’s to last us all week,” muttered a downbeat Marlon, noticing the egg shortage.

Jale has spoken with genuine fear blazing in her eyes of running out of bread. Mark is threatening the others with meals like “cabbage soup” and “curry surprise”.

As the stomachs begin to grumble, there may be a storm cloud forming overhead.


all the more reason to get a 'scoffer' out on Friday