Alright, brace yourself, because Danny Jones just bagged the 2024 “I’m A Celeb” crown, and honestly, I’m still a bit shook. Out of all the jungle regulars and drama, who would’ve bet on the McFly guy? Yet here we are—Danny on top, with Coleen Rooney and Reverend Richard Coles rounding out the final trio. The grand finale? Pure chaos. The public piled on the votes, Danny snatched the win, and suddenly he’s King of the Jungle, looking like he’d just won the lottery in his muddy boots.

Hats off, Danny

This is the same Danny Jones who basically had us all humming McFly tunes back in the day (Miss out on “Obviously”? Couldn’t be me.) Anyway, he rocked up to the jungle, got absolutely battered by the weirdest, grossest challenges British TV could throw at him, and managed to keep that silly McFly charm intact. Oh, and by the way, the man’s on a winning streak—he just won The Masked Singer, too. Like, leave something for the rest of us, mate.

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During the finale, Danny was properly choked up. He goes, “Thank you from the bottom of my heart,” and you could really tell he meant it. The poor lad looked on the verge of tears—which, let’s be honest, is fair after eating kangaroo stuff and cuddling with spiders on national telly. He kept shouting out his campmates, too. Classic team player.

Honestly, everyone seemed to warm to him. Both on screen and off, Danny somehow managed to be the punchline and the person holding everyone together. Was he squeamish in those Bushtucker Trials? Absolutely. But he owned it, dragged the crew through, and somehow, they all got to feast. Power of positive vibes or just stubborn optimism? Who knows, but it worked.

Coleen and Richard: Worth a mention

Now, about the other two. Coleen Rooney—yeah, that Coleen, of Wagatha Christie fame—she held it down. She’s got four kids, survived the whole tabloid saga, and still made it deep into the jungle without turning into absolute chaos. There were tears, sure, but also fire. At the end, she seemed genuinely thrilled just to have made it that far, and I think a bunch of people at home probably felt the same way.

Then you’ve got Reverend Richard Coles—a priest with more pop band credentials than half the people in the charts right now. Absolute legend. He quickly turned into everyone’s jungle dad, handing out advice, cracking dry jokes, and somehow forming this brilliant odd-couple friendship with TikTok’s GK Barry. He was the calm during the storm, which, for a crew stuck eating bugs and sleeping on rocks, is pretty impressive. He ended up third, and honestly, a bit of me wanted him to win just for the memes.

In the end, though, Danny did what Dougie did before him (yep, another McFly-er grabbing the jungle crown). Maybe next time they’ll just put the whole band in there and call it a day.

The (Almost) Boring Season—But That’s Not A Bad Thing

So yeah, let’s be real: the 2024 run of I’m A Celebrity… wasn’t exactly packed with tables getting flipped or dramatic screaming matches. No one stormed out, no hasty “I can’t do this!” walkouts—unless you count Tulisa’s surprise exit (more on that in a sec). Instead, the camp felt more like a weird wholesome group holiday. People actually got along?! Shocking, I know. And the Bushtucker Trials? Less about sabotaging each other for a bit of extra rice, more about “You got this, mate!” The usual tension just… fizzled.

Honestly, some viewers probably tuned in hoping for carnage, or at least a backstabbing alliance. Nope. Even when the heat got turned up at the “Towers of Terror” trial, Danny, Coleen, and Richard basically held hands (well, not literally, but you get me) and cheered each other through it like they were at school sports day. Awkward? Kinda. Cute? Also, yeah. You could see they genuinely liked each other. Sorry, drama-lovers.

And then—Tulisa. I mean, everyone expects at least one meltdown, yeah? But she just vanished early—N-Dubz out of the jungle before anyone could even blame her for burnt rice. Turns out, she just needed some headspace, said she was feeling majorly overwhelmed, and wanted to bounce for her mental health. Honestly, props to her for actually saying it instead of faking food poisoning. That’s braver than eating kangaroo anything.

Behind the Cameras—Bizarre Besties

So yeah, everyone was watching the three finalists, but let’s get real, the real fun was in the random pair-ups. The best? Reverend Richard Coles and TikTok queen GK Barry. Seriously, if you told me before this that a clergyman in sensible shoes and a young influencer would have the best bromance of the season, I’d have laughed you off Twitter. But it happened. Their age gap? Massive. Their banter? Also massive—and fans lived for it.

The line-up in general? All over the map. You had Oti Mabuse shaking up dance routines by the fire, Alan Halsall telling stories, and Barry McGuigan probably shadow-boxing mosquitos. None of them faded into the background, which is kind of rare on this show—normally at least one person just spends two weeks napping, but not this lot. It worked. Even when the cameras zoomed in on the main three, the camp still felt alive.

No “I” In Team—Jungle Vibes Edition

What really separated this season from past ones was the vibe shift. Usually, someone goes rogue and tries to turn the whole camp against everyone else. Not this time. Folks actually listened to each other, picked each other up after failures, and didn’t try to trip each other on the way to challenges. Wild concept, right? And you could tell the viewers totally vibed with the positive energy. It was almost soothing—like Love Island, if everyone decided to become best friends instead of competing for a dodgy tan and an Insta deal.

Danny Takes the Crown—Honestly, Who’s Complaining?

So, who won? Danny Jones, obviously. Did anyone complain? Eh, maybe a few—I mean, Coleen Rooney has fans everywhere and Richard Coles is Britain’s unofficial “nice vicar,” but Danny just pulled ahead. Not just because he ate weird stuff or tied all the knots the fastest, but because people just… liked him? He kept spirits up in there, never totally lost his cool, and somehow came out of that jungle looking mostly human instead of like a wreck. Get in, lad.

His win wrapped up a feel-good finale—and now the wait for next year is on. Trust me, though, with a season this heavy on teamwork and light on tantrums, the next batch of celebs will either come in ready to hug it out… or ready to break the peace. Either way, I’m in. For now, let’s just appreciate a season where friendship actually got a win—and nobody had to eat a spider’s eyeball for airtime.