Let's not forget, Tess is also a mum. She has two daughters. For the last few months, she's been a Saturday night superhero. Now, she might become a school-run warrior. Picking up the kids, making packed lunches, and pretending she doesn't know the cha-cha slide.
And then there's the husband. Vernon Kay. He's busy being a radio DJ and generally a golden retriever of a man. Do we think Tess will join him on his show? An occasional “wife check-in” segment? “And here's Tess to tell you to put the kettle on, Vernon.” Honestly, it writes itself.
Plus, there's the house renovation. Tess and Vernon have a lovely home, but it's never finished, is it? She could become a DIY queen. You watch—she'll start a blog: “Tess’s Tidy Tips: How to Decorate a Spare Room Without Crying.” I'd forward that to my mum immediately.
The Secret Business Empire
Okay, stay with me. Tess is clearly a brand. She's been on our screens for decades. She has the trust of the nation. So why not launch a fashion line? Not just any fashion line, either. A range of “red carpet ready” dresses that don't look like you raided a 1980s pop star's wardrobe. She knows sequins. She knows fit. She'd make a killing.
And what about a fitness DVD? “Strictly Slim with Tess.” Every move is based on a dance routine. The “Argentine Tango Thigh Sculptor.” The “Jive Jiggle Blaster.” I'd buy it, and I don't even own a yoga mat. Don't judge me.
Tess Daly was left in tears after surprise move from Strictly judges
Or maybe she'll just write a book. A memoir, full of behind-the-scenes tea about Strictly. “The Diary of a Daly: What Claudia Really Said.” That would be a bestseller in about five minutes. The audiobook would be her reading it in a whispery voice. Perfect bedtime listening.
