Hiding in the pub with several other Strictly refugees.
You're looking at it wrong. For nearly 3 months you have can have a completely guilt free hour or two in the pub every Saturday while MrsBasil gets her jollies enjoying the sparkly frocks, dansy-dansy and, if MrsLurker is any guide, the fit young men as well.
Me? I get to have some uninterrupted quality time at my building board when I am expected to be totally quiet*. Thank $deity for "Strictly" say I.
Lurk.
*There's nothing** worse than being asked to answer some question of great domestic moment while you are trying to carry out some delicate balsa or tissue related operation when totally focused concentration is required so knowing that such questions are guaranteed not to be forthcoming for up to 2 hours is utter bliss.
**Obv. there
are things far,
far worse but when one is trying not to stuff up a delicate build step one's sense of perspective is a little ... skewed.