I'm totally loving this who 'Susan Boyle's a nutter' malarkey. Of course she's bloody unhinged - she went on national television dressed in a sack and sang an Andrew Lloyd-Webber song...hello!
Now her, at first charming, crush on Piers Morgan is starting to err into full-blown psychosis ("How dare he praise any other contestant. I'm the ony apple in Piers's eye"; and innocent tourists in Wembley hotels are being accosted as if by a spluttering bag-lady.
All this and yet we are promised that the producers of this kind of shite ensure 'full psychological screenings' go on...