Ah, Steps. You gave us endless hours of bubbleg- um pop meets massacred house, withobviously painstakingly synchronised and cringeworthy dancemoves that resembled possessed Power Rangers. Your anthems ‘It’s The Way You Make Me Feel’ and ‘Tragedy’ were the soundtrack to which New Labour brought us into the new millennium. My fondest memory of you was at a 7th birthday party, where I ate too much cake, danced to ‘5,6,7,8’ and proceeded to be violently sick.
You were rivalled perhaps only by S-Club during your initial four years of existence, but why in the name of all that is holy did you have to come back after your heyday and record a Christmas album full of uplifting numbers such as ‘A House Is Not A Home’ and ‘When She Loved Me’?
The time has come for you to disappear so that we may still remember you fondly. Claire, cherish that coveted spot on Loose Women. Lee, keep milking your celebrity clientele dry with that personal training business. H, that isn’t even a proper stage name. We look forward to the next inevitable reunion and tour five years down the line.