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When Is I'm A Celeb Starting

Okay, let’s be real. The most pressing question of your autumn is not about politics or the weather. It’s when exactly are we shipping off to the jungle again? You know the one. The place where Ant and Dec crack jokes while celebrities eat testicles for breakfast. I need a date, and I need it now.

Mark your calendar, people

Here’s the gold. I’m A Celebrity… Get Me Out Of Here! usually kicks off in mid-to-late November. Think around the 17th to the 20th. ITV loves to drop it on a Sunday night. Why? So you can’t use “I have work in the morning” as an excuse to go to bed early. Sneaky, right?

The exact date gets announced about a week before. Usually, it’s a big reveal on This Morning or Lorraine. So keep your eyes peeled. Or just follow me—I’ll scream it from the rooftops.

But why so late this year?

You might think, “November? That’s ages away!” And you’re right. It is ages. But that’s the point. They need the Australian winter (which is still warmer than a British summer, honestly). The days need to be long enough for Bush Tucker trials, and the nights need to be chilly enough for campmates to huddle together. Drama breeds in the cold, my friend.

Plus, ITV has to fit it around the World Cup, Strictly, and whatever soap opera cliffhangers they’re cooking up. It’s a TV scheduling nightmare. We just get to enjoy the chaos.

The real question: Who’s going?

Right, so the date is one thing. But the cast is the real juice. Every year, the rumour mill goes into overdrive. For 2023, expect a mix of soap stars, a washed-up pop star, a Love Island reject (obviously), and one person you’ve never heard of but somehow become obsessed with.

Could we get a former politician who needs a PR overhaul? Or a reality TV villain we love to hate? The producers are probably in a room right now, throwing darts at photos of Z-list celebrities. “Let’s get the one who cried on GMB last year!” they chant. It’s beautiful.

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Remember last year?

Jill Scott won, and honestly? She was a legend. But the real drama was the food. Remember when Matt Hancock (yes, that Matt Hancock) showed up? The camp nearly imploded. That’s the magic of the jungle. You go from “I’m a serious human being” to “I would kill for a single Jaffa Cake” in about 48 hours.

This year, we need someone who’s hungry. Not just for fame, but for bugs. Bush Tucker trials are the real test of character. Can you eat a witchetty grub without gagging? If yes, you might stay. If you cry, you get more screen time. Win-win, really.

The countdown is real

So, here’s the deal. If history holds, we’re looking at Sunday, November 19th (give or take a day). Start clearing your schedule. Stock up on blankets, tea, and snacks. This is not a suggestion—it’s a survival plan. You can’t watch celebrities starve on an empty stomach. That’s just rude.

And the best part? The first episode is always two hours long. Two hours! Ant and Dec will introduce everyone. The celebrities will look terrified. The helicopter will fly over the jungle. Then someone will scream at a spider. It’s pure gold.

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Don’t stress, just wait

I know you’re itching for the exact date. ITV knows you’re itching. They’ll dangle the promo clips like a carrot on a stick. “Coming soon…” they’ll tease. And you’ll scream at your telly. But here’s the secret: the waiting is part of the fun. The anticipation makes the first episode taste sweeter.

Plus, you need time to prepare your “I’m A Celeb” bingo card. Write down: “cries during first trial,” “complains about rice and beans,” “has a secret boyfriend back home.” You’ll win. Trust me.

The bottom line

Look. I don’t have a crystal ball. But I have a gut feeling. The start date is imminent. Probably around November 17th to 20th. Check ITV’s social media around Halloween—that’s when they start hyping the lineup. Until then, enjoy the autumn leaves. Or don’t. Just count down the days with me.

Because once the jungle calls, nothing else matters. Not work. Not family. Not even sleep. It’s just you, Ant and Dec, and a bunch of fame-hungry celebrities eating kangaroo anus. And honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way. Bring on the bugs!