So we’ve made it guys, this is it. After five weeks of blood, sweat and tears (namely Georgia’s after 95.9 per cent of the rose ceremonies), tonight is the night in which, to quote the wise words of the Spice Girls, ~two become one~ on The Bachelorette.
I for one am struggling to imagine a world in which my only connection to the Bachie universe for the next year is my Osher hand puppet that sits pride and place on my desk (because, priorities).