AND so our girl marches on — good on you Diana, someone’s got to be the X Factor winner so why shouldn’t it be you?

But what really got me going this week were all the unnecessary pantomime theatrics on Saturday night.

If it wasn’t the dismal choreography — what were those blokes doing in nappies hanging from ribbons? — it was the styling.

Poor old little Quigglet was given dog tags and a hoodie. With his hair styled like his gran’s hat, he looked like a Munchkin ready for a cruise around the ’hood.

Even Diana was dolled up to look like Stevie Nicks in a pair of curtains.

And if that wasn’t enough, we had the judges ranting and pouting. Dannii burst into tears after being accused of stealing a song while Simon sat smugly counting the millions.

Come on X Factor, forget all the gimmicks, just let them sing.