Fair enough, though the difference between me and him (apart from my total incompetence as a baker) is that I am all too painfully aware of my shortcomings vis a vis sex god status.
Did you see the comments in the paper today by a former contestant? I may be reading too much into them but they sound to me like the words of a person who has had to fend off unwanted advances.
Sorry, I wasn't trying to impugn your ability in the Bedroom Rhythmic Gymnastics, just pointing out that he's a big lad to climb over.
What you think you read wouldn't surprise me; "sex eyes" or not, he strikes me as being what me mam would refer to, again in local vernacular, as "a dirty arl fingerer".
Whatever that means *ahem*.