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Monday, 19 November 2012

Sexxx Please, We're British!!

Monday 12th November, I woke at 8.30am, and got up & I had a coffee & chocolate Weetabix Mini's for breakfast. I felt quite weary after a hectic week, last week, and wondered if this week would slow down? I checked my Hotmail, Facebook & Twitter, on Facebook, there was a clip of my lovely friend Victoria Eisermann, doing her bit for 'K-9 Angels' in the houses of parliament yesterday, presenting the 'Green Apple Awards' (Well done Victoria, You Go Girl!!) Pic of the fab K-9 Angels at Parliament is below.


The FAB K-9 Angels - Pola, Victoria & Annika 

I dressed in my jeans & my sparkly K-9 Angels T-shirt, I must of lost more weight, as my jeans are 3-4" too loose in the waist (They were too tight, a week or two ago!!) While I was on Facebook, I shared a link on both Facebook & Twitter, for people to buy the charity single 'Everything You Need' by 'Lewis Clay', You can buy it at Tesco's, or download it on iTunes for just 79p like I did. The money goes to a good cause, a Cancer charity. Which with around 90% + of my family, having either died of cancer, or presently fighting cancer, or sadly terminal & dying of Cancer, plus having friends fighting this evil disease, this is a charity close to my heart!! So if you want to help, a non signed artist, get to No1 in the charts (Why not do something nice for someone, it wont even cost you £1) Or if you want to help a Cancer charity & have a fab new iTunes track, to download & bop around the house to click HERE!!!


Buy It - You Know It Makes Sense!!!

I did some laundry & household chores & then pulled on, my long, black, Primark coat & faux, rabbit fur, deer stalker, then I popped to the job centre, in the rain, to see what new jobs they had? I then after that, I went on to Tesco's for a few essentials, and thanks to the weather, I ended up, looking like, a soggy Cossack, by the time I got home. So I thoroughly enjoyed my lunch of pea & mint soup, with wholemeal bread, straight from the oven, which warmed me up nicely. 'I'm A Celebrity' started Saturday, there can surly only be one winner, the brilliant, charismatic, cheeky, cheesy & funny, 'Brian Conley' (Below) I bloody love him!!!


Brian Conley, My Winner "It's A Puppet!!" 

I checked my Hotmail & saw I'd got an email, from Loaded Extra's, about their NEW TV station 'Loaded TV' inviting me to the special private viewing, of the 1st two episodes, of the NEW Sitcom 'SEXXX' who's wrap party I went to last week (The viewing is tomorrow) Which will air, on the NEW, Loaded TV, station (Connected to the men's magazine, Loaded Magazine) on SKY, channel 200, on November 26th. They will be covering my travel expenses too, so really, no reason not to go!!



I watched 'The Real Housewives Of New York' with the mad as a box of frogs 'Ramona' and the vulgar, classless, name dropping, 'Luann' who can't sing to save her life. Her single 'Money Can't Buy You Class' is both awful & ironic, as she has absolutely no class, her name dropping & behaviour would be looked down apon among European, aristocratic, circles. And she uses the title Countess, that she married into, even though she is no longer his wife, and mentions her title non stop.



It seems the more money, American women have, the more unhinged, crass & neurotic they seem to be, they fly off the handle, in diva hissy fits, over nothing! Get a life to go with that money & title girls Jeeeeeeeeeeze!!!... Then I watched my favourite soap 'Home & Away' I wasn't really hungry enough for a big dinner, after it finished at 7pm,  so I had a seeded Panini with some Brie & a cappuccino. Then it was a lazy night ahead, with the TV, watching 'Corrie' 'I'm A Celeb' 'Made In Chelsea' '8 Out Of 10 Cats' & New UK animated comedy 'Full English' OK but it wont have 'Family Guy' & 'American Dad' quaking in their boots!! Then I watched Alan Carr's 'Chatty Man' before having a shower & going to bed, at 2am (Calories consumed 1,163 good!!)

Tuesday 13th November, I woke at 8am & lazed in bed, until I heard the post at 9am, then I tootled downstairs & found that the very lovely & very funny, living Barbie, Cindy Jackson, had sent me her book 'Living Doll' in the post, as she'd promised Saturday & it was the hardback version, not the paperback & she'd signed it to me, too!! How sweet of her, she really was charming company Saturday. I have been searching Library's & book shops, for years trying to find a copy of that book. But I kept getting met with a "It's no longer in print" So I'm delighted to now have it, and so I will be getting stuck into it, in bed tonight!!



I had chocolate mini Weetabix & a coffee for breakfast & a long soak in the bath after, to slowly get ready, for the 'Loaded TV' private showing of 'Sexxx' tonight. I think I have lost more weight since the 1.5lb I l'd lost on Sunday, as my jeans, were very baggy yesterday and more so today! I have lost 10lb this month, so far that's almost a lb a day!! At this rate I will get back to my old physical (Size 8) me, by the New Year!! Next I have to be the old financially comfortable me again once I have hit my size 8 target!! Then... Maybe I'll take a few leaf's out of Cindy's book too!! About time I put what I want 1st!! I enjoyed my soak, in the bath, as I am aching quite a bit, down my left side & it helped ease it a bit. I wish they'd hurry up & arrange my 3rd op!


A Sulky Looking Me, When I Was A Size 8 
Shortly Before Mum Died Unexpectedly 

I did my make-up & dried my hair & pulled it back & added a faux ponytail extension, then I decided to see, if my pale blue, jeans, would fit? They were too small, to put on before, much smaller than the ones, that are now too loose (Which I use to have to, lay on the bed, to do up, a month ago!) To my amazement, they pulled on with no effort, blimey!! I must have lost a stone now! Only 2 more to go, before I am my old self again. I wore them, with a long sleeved, two tone, striped, baby blue, off the shoulder, boat neck, Petite Bateau top, my baby blue suede cowgirl boots & a chain belt that had the word SEXY on it, which I thought apt for the SEXXX premier!!



I made a baguette of cheese, tomato & Quorn faux ham for lunch, washed down with a caffeine free Diet Coke. I popped on Facebook & thanked Cindy for my book & also answered a few messages on Twitter. Then I set off for London around 5.30pm, arranging to meet up with fellow Actor/SA Richard, in a pub in Piccadilly Circus. So I grabbed my long, black, Primark, military style, coat & my favourite, Salvatore Ferragamo, handbag (Lol £550 handbag with a £30 coat) The the summing up of my old & present life situation, expressed in just two contrasting accessories.


Primark V Ferragamo


I walked to the station, on a cold but thankfully non raining evening, and got a travel card to London & text Richard that I was en route & I'd see him soon. I got to the pub 'The St James Tavern' in Piccadilly, just as Richard & fellow SA pal Jon, were about to head off for the venue 'The Sanctum Soho Hotel' in Warwick Street. We arrived at the venue, as the owner of Loaded, Paul Chaplin arrived, in his chauffeured car, with a couple of women in toe. The Boys were glad to see, that there was a free bar, as were some other male SA's from Sexx. Who judging by the look of them, (They looked pie eyed) plus their demeanour & the fact they were slurring their words, had obviously, had a skin full, before they'd got to the free bar! The bar options were beer & red or white wine, of the three, I prefer red wine, but it stains my lips & I end up looking like a vampire, or someone with a liver disorder, so I grabbed a white & found a seat next to John AKA 'Great Northern Git' by the big screen & Richard & Jon sat ahead of us.


 Richard & Jon, Happy With Their Free Beers 
With John AKA Great Northern Git 

Then after the warm up man, we got to see the 1st two episodes of 'SEXXX' which was better than anyone had expected, Loaded's owner Paul, play's nice but dim Paulie who is in partnership with a dodgy partner (80's porn star Ben Dover) of a sex shop called Sexxx. There were also, some guest appearances, in it, from Big Brother 1's, Nick Bateman (Nasty Nick) & also singer (& my teenage crush) Mark Shaw (Then Jerico) I'd best describe 'SEXX' as 'Benny Hill', meets 'Carry On', meets 'Mind Your Language'. But if unlike me you have Sky, you can see for yourself, on Channel 200, on Monday 26th Nov. After that I went to the pub with the boys, I'm always the token female in a group of 8-10 guys. 

I'm beginning to think I'm a bit of a geezer bird, who's seen as one of the lads (Worrying) I had a Vodka Slimline & chatted with Stuart & Richard, who seemed quite down. Can't say I blame him, he has a lot on his plate right now & also some nasty, jealous, vindictive, SA, is spreading false shit about him, trying to get agents to drop him from their books (& sadly it's working with some, haven't they heard of a thing called evidence??) So despite being tired Stuart & I agreed to go, to Stringfellow's Cabaret of Angels, with Richard, to cheer him up a bit, stopping for a slice of vegetable pizza, on the way, as we were all peckish.



We got to Stringfellow's & I was amused to see, the same bouncer (Who Candie & I hated in the 90's) Was still on the door, 20yrs later! Also that he remembered me!! Less amusing was the £20 entrance fee (Even for GIRLS??? I have no interest in the Angels tits, however nice they are!!!) Back in the day, my best friend Candie & I had 'Stringfellow's Model Memberships', which got us in for free!!


Breast Best Friend Candie 

With that £20 fee, I also got a card, giving me free entry on any other day (I'd of preferred £10 entry & no soddin card!!) Anyway amusement number two came, when I saw 20yrs later they still had the same blonde barmaid/bar manager the one that reminds me of Jill from 'Nighty Night' 'Can't wait to tell Candie' I thought. She also remembered me & said "How is your shorter brunette friend?"  The Angels, all had lovely body's, whether real boobs, or fake ones. BUT boy did they look bored & miserable!! When either sat around waiting to dance, or waiting to be picked for a private dance, as well as when they were "supposedly" dancing, seductively, on the poles. Not one looked cheerful, or aroused, not a hint from any, that they are happy in their work!! 

Their pole dancing was as erotic, as watching the nappy of a baby, with a dodgy tummy, being changed!! If I was a guy I wouldn't be arsed to spend cash, on a sullen cow, who put no effort in her dance, however hot she was physically!! All of them looked like they were sex traffic victims, from Eastern Europe, who were waiting to be rescued, all dead behind the eyes. I have no problem with girls stripping, or lap dancing, for a living, but if your doing it for the money, at least be smart enough to act like you love it, even if you hate it!!.... Or stop & do something else!!



While there, girls were coming up to me, saying that I had a nice rack, giving my boobs a squeeze & saying "Wow their real!!" like real boobs are becoming extinct! (Sorry girls I'm not a lesbian & unlike Danni Minogue or Rihanna I am not wanting a lap dance!) My friend Paul Spanish called & text me while I was there & when I said I was being groped by pole dancers he made me laugh when he text back 'OMG you need me there to regulate the squeezing' Anyway, my girl friends are sexier, than the Angels, both Cindy & Victoria, or my friend Jenny, or my friend Tania, who like Victoria, went on Big Brother. Tania use to work for my friend Candie, in Dickens & Jones, when Candie ran the Chanel account in there & I ran the Versace account!


 Sexy Girlfriends Tania & Jenny 

I had a Vodka Slimline & a female, model friend, of mine arrived, in a group of men and women who'd just come in. She looked very pretty, in a long, cream, Grecian style, dress. She also looked really embarrassed to be seen by someone, she knew there. I don't know why? I'm hardly going to judge her, that's not me, anyway I was there myself, I was in no position to judge anyone for being there, even if I was that type!! She seemed to of had a few drinks & gave me a big hug & said to join them downstairs if I wanted, I said I was with my friend trying to cheer him up, but might pop for a chat later. I stayed a while but then around 3am, I thought, that I should go home, as I'd been tired, even before we went to Stringfellow's. I did find it amusing, seeing that Ex Corrie actor, 'Chris Quintin', Was still managing the place, for Peter, after all these years... Chris & I have a past & we were once a 'News Of The World Exclusive', in the mid, to late, 80's, when we were photographed, out Jiving, in another of Peters clubs (At the time) 'The Hypodrome' (One of the photographs from the newspaper article is below!)



So I popped downstairs to the lady's, then had a chat & a hug with my female friend, then left Richard & Stuart to it, in Stringfellow's. Then I walked to my night bus stop, near Trafalgar Square, where I got chatted up, by two tipsy lads, of about 19-21yrs tops. Which was amusing, especially when they ran alongside, my night bus, blowing kisses through the window.... PML I wonder if they will remember doing that & cringe, in the morning?? I got to Kings Cross & got a decaf skinny cappuccino from Costa, then headed to my platform, Platform B. 

As I went to sit down, I saw a local, black guy, who has a speech impediment (A stutter) but who is a stand up comedian, who never stutters during his act (Like singers, who can sing, without stuttering. I guess already knowing what they are about to say, stops the stutter!?) Actually it is more honest to say, that he saw me, as he called & beckoned me over, to a free seat next to him. So I chatted to him, while on the platform & on the train home, as well as when, we walked up from the station, into town together. Then we headed in our opposite directions once we got to the town hall. I finally got in at 5.30am & had a wash & went to bed (Calories consumed 1,602 Not bad for a night out)

Wednesday 14th November, I woke at 10am, after 4.5hrs & had a shower, then I had a coffee & a bowl of mini chocolate Weetabix, for breakfast. I watched some breakfast TV, as I finished my coffee. I put on fresh undies & pulled on last nights jeans, plus my K-9 Angels T-Shirt, my B&W leopard print Trimsoles & my black puffa jacket & did some weeding in the garden. Then I came back indoors & started reading Cindy Jackson's book 'Living Doll' I became instantly absorbed, I could relate to it, on so many levels we were so akin. So much so that I inboxed her on Facebook, saying.....

Hi Cindy LOVING the book oh my how I relate.....
Living in a small country village, feeling an outsider, my pets & farm animals, my only real friends, who loved me unconditionally, especially my cats & dogs. Being a late June baby, so one of the youngest in my year, and my birthday always during the school holidays, not that I had any school friends to celebrate with. Lunch spent with the school losers/rejects/misfits, as I was treated as one, because I wouldn't join in, with the bully's in picking on them. Hating myself in the mirror, as I had an overbite, buck teeth & national health glasses. Also even the fact, that I was lucky enough to be, slim, tall & had big boobs, worked against me, and not for me! A dominating dad, who had control of TV & scared off any possible suitors & who teased me, over the things that frightened me. Being afraid of getting out of bed at night, in case something spooky, under my bed, would grab me, by my feet/ankles. Being thought a freak by the country girls, as they just wanted just to be a farmers wife, but I wanted glamour & an exciting life, in either in the beauty industry, singing, dancing, modelling, designing, lion taming, or acting. My face, always buried in Vogue & Harpers Bizarre, while they read Jackie magazine. Dressing my pets in my dolls clothes (As apart from Barbie, all other dolls bored me, as they were hard not cuddly, and I had no interest in fake baby's, just Barbie with her glam outfits) Also my 1st dog Vicky also being a Sausage Dog!!! (Below) So as you can imagine I'm finding the book fascinating (As I knew I would!!)


My 1st Dog, Vicky & I 

Then I stopped for some lunch, Butternut Squash, Honey & Sage Soup & two buttered crumpets, yum yum!!  I did some housework & put a wash in the washing machine & then made a coffee & I read the paper. The front page is about jockey 'Frankie Dettori' failing a drug test for cocaine. The 41yr three times champion, faces an enquiry, over the banned substance being in his body & could lose his job as a jockey over it, and get a worldwide ban, from horse-racing, the fool, is getting high really worth it?? I've never had any interest in recreational drugs! 

Terror suspect scum 'Abu Qatada' has been freed from jail thanks to moronic judges ruled he cannot be deported to Jordan (Why Not!!??) We now face an obscene £13Million bill to keep the Evil C**t in the UK, while ministers, renew the legal battle, to kick the scum out!! The bastard will cost us £100,000 a week, to monitor 24/7 on top of the £3Million legal bill, he has totted up, in legal aid fees, benefits, prison & security costs. If the scum is still in the UK for 2 more years, his total bill will be £13.4Million. He is free because the 3 moronic judges, at the 'Special Immigration Appeals Commission' upheld his appeal!! They agreed deporting the scum would breach HIS human rights (That Fucking Human Rights Bill again!!..... Thank you so much Cherie Blair!!) 

What about OUR fucking human rights, Not to have, Terrorist scum, living in our country!!!?? Home Secretary, Teresa May, who managed to kick out vile, Abu Hamza, now has to tale the case to a Court Of Appeal. PM David Cameron said "I am completely fed up that this man is still at large. He has no right to be in our country. We believe he is a threat. I share the British peoples frustration!" Qatada can only leave his house between 8am & 4pm each day & must wear a leg tag, he is banned from using the internet & mobile phones (I'm sure that can be got round) He came here on a false passport in 1993 claiming asylum.

Lord Patten, was under pressure to quit his job as BBC Trust Chairman, as it emerged he had 10 other jobs, now I have had 2 or 3 jobs at a time, in the past & it was tiring, juggling all 2-3 and having enough sleep when working 7 day weeks. One has to question, not only how he can fit in 10 jobs, but how much time & dedication he can give to each, when his attention is split 10 ways!! His 10 other jobs bring him in an extra £200,000 a year on top of his £110,000 BBC salary. 


Jimmy Savile - The Top Says It All 

Talking of the BBC, in the wake of the Jimmy Savile scandal, there was a bit in the paper, on Paedo's who seemed to be pillars of society. Such as repulsive, 29st, Lib Dem, MP, 'Sir Cyril Smith', who preyed on young boys for years. 'Bishop Peter Balls', a friend of Prince Charles, has recently been arrested, for attacks on young boys, in the 1980's. BBC Radio host Michael Souter (No I've never heard of him either!!) faces 18 counts, of child abuse, of boys over a 20yr period. Organist, and owner of a music shop in Ipswich, Suffolk, David Templing made 5,800 vile pornographic images of young children. A Manchester headmaster, Malcolm Ford got 15yrs, after being exposed as a serial paedophile, spending 3yrs raping & sexually abusing one 14yr victim. Sick bastards the lot of them.

To child cruelty of another type, a devastated Gloucestershire boy, blasted his mum as "Evil" after she pretended he had cancer, for a £85K benefit scam. His 37yr mum, forged doctors notes, and shaved his head & eyebrows. She also made him wear a bandana & go to school in a wheelchair & banned him from PE. She went on to claim £85, 899.44 in benefits & was given a special car to drive him around. She even put news updates of his cancer on Facebook, even the child thought he had cancer. 

She used the benefit to take her kids on holidays in Florida, where she made him use his wheelchair, to jump ride queue's. The scam was only revealed, when the boys dad went to his GP, to learn the truth. He then alerted social services & his ex was arrested in 2010 & her children taken away. She was jailed for 3yrs 8 months, Judge Jamie Tabor, said "The boy was devastated to be a tool for money!" In a statement, the boy just 6 when the scam began, said of his mum "I don't like her, she is Evil. I wonder why she picked on me? It must of been because of my age!" (What an Evil sick bitch!!)



There were some Basque's in the paper I'd been looking at Basques in 'Ann Summers', the other day as, I thought, that my bra straps, digging into my bad left shoulder, wasn't helping me, pain wise & I thought wearing a strapless, Basque, instead, would be the solution (As a strapless bra, is not supportive enough, for a bigger bust, under many looser clothes, only under, a structured bodice) But all the Basques, I have in my draw, are too small body (Not boob) wise, at the moment. So I thought I'd check out those in Anne Summers...... They were £60..... Sixty bloody quid, just for a bit of underwear!!!!... Ann Summers use to be cheap!! Not any more! I'd expect to pay that, for 'La Perla' or 'Agent Provocateur' but NOT Ann Summers!! I could get a nicer one for less in 'La Sensa'!! In fact, in the paper there was nicer ones for £28.50 in Debenhams & £35 in Littlewoods.


 Better & Cheaper Than Ann Summers

I watched 'The Real Housewives Of New York' then 'Home & Away' Then my friend, Paul Spanish, from band '40 Dub Street' (Below) who had called/text when I was in Stringfellow's Tuesday, called me on my mobile & we chatted for 50mins & he had me in stitches, he really is very funny, I do love a quick wit. He was telling me about his latest gigs & also a few auditions, he'd had, plus a date that went a bit awry, all very funny story's. I must get him signed up on 'Loaded Extra's' I think he'd be ideal for them.



After we chatted, I made dinner, a Sourdough Panini, with brie & cranberry sauce, washed down with a cappuccino. Then I read more, of Cindy Jackson's book 'Living Doll' until 10pm, then I watched 'Secret State' then still peckish, I has 2 buttered crumpets, with a decaf coffee. Then I watched 'Law & Order: Special Victims Unit' After that I had a fairly early night at 12.40am, as I'd only had 4hrs 30min sleep, since yesterday (Calories consumed 1,607 Good)

Thursday 15th November, I woke at 8am, to a bright day, today is the day we get to Vote in bi elections. I had honey yoghurt, with Granola with a coffee, for breakfast (Very tasty) followed by a shower & I dressed in my pale jeans & a grey 3/4 sleeved, boat necked, cotton top, by Petite Bateau. I popped to the local shop for a few essentials, plus todays paper & after voting, I went home had a can of Diet Coke, while I watched 'This Morning' Their fashion item had a 007 theme, where items were not, just what they seemed, like cuff links, that were also a USB stick. But what was brilliant, was phone gloves, gloves that sync to your phone, like an earpiece does, and you listen in the thumb & talk in your pinky finger (As demonstrated by Philip below!!) Which cost around £45..... I so want!!... lol 



After the show I read the paper, the front page, was about a woman in living in Surrey, called Natalie Hemme, aged 31, who nearly died & almost lost her arm, after being bitten by a normal, British, house spider!! Her arm swelled, stopping the blood flow & turning it sceptic. They thought they may have to amputate at the hospital & she said, that the pain was so bad, she didn't care if they did! But miraculously they saved it, though it looks pretty scarred! 


Natalie Hemme's Arm, Hrs After The Spider Bite - YUCK!!!!!
A Recovered, Natalie Hemme

Sadistic, evil, bastards in Greater Manchester, have butchered 11 Sheep ALIVE... The poor ewe's, many of them pregnant, had their hind legs cut off by a saw, in a series of 3 night raids (After the 1st or 2nd I'd be keeping watch all night with a shot gun to shoot the scum!!) They seem to have been butchered by a trained (& sadistic) butcher (I'm guessing probably illegal immigrant, they seem to have no conscience as far as animals are concerned) Using a dog to round up the sheep 1st. Farmer Mr Perkins of Lion House Farm said "The people who've done this are inhuman, to cut the back legs off an animal while it is still alive!! Finding their grizzly carcasses like that, has been a massive shock!!" I just can't get over the cruelty of this, imagine the pain & terror, those poor sheep went through, imagine having your legs cut off & being left to slowly bleed to death!! Horrific!!

In the showbiz world, Tulisa, is apparently dating a 25yr Newcastle FC player, called Danny Simpson, who slept with Natasha Giggs. John Bon Jovi's teenage daughter, Stephanie Rose, 19, has been arrested, after an alleged heroin overdose..... Who cares??



American Navy Veteran 'Dennis Avner' aka as his Native American name  'Stalking Cat' (Above) Who spent years turning himself into a human Tiger, has died, aged 54, after allegedly committing suicide. He spent thousands of dollars on tattoo's and operations, over the years, in his rather odd quest to become a Tiger. he had his lip surgically split, his ears pointed & silicon implants in cheeks & forehead, as well as his teeth, shaped into fangs & claw like fingernails (Is it just me?..... But I can't fathom, why a 'Tiger Man' would have, scaly, lizard/snake, tattoo'd arms, and not Tiger stripes???)

Around 2pm, I had a call from Rapper, Montanrr Love, who said he wanted to meet up with me, Friday, or Saturday, re me singing on his album. I said Saturday was best, and I said that, I'd see him some time, Saturday afternoon, and that I'd text him Friday, to confirm a time. Then I did some chores & made lunch, I had a baguette, with faux Quorn ham & coleslaw, with a home made skinny latte, which I enjoyed watching 'The Real Housewives Of New York' After I had a shower, as I was meeting up, with a load of model girlfriends, in Kent latter, as we were going to be, in some photo shoots together. I dried my hair & then added some clip-in, extensions, to big my hair up & to keep my head/ears warm, on what is a very cold night. I did my make-up & did a red lipstick, which I don't do often, as it can look very hookerish on blondes. 



I decided as it was cold, to wear a red, V-necked, sweater dress, with black fishnets, black high heeled, knee high boots & a wide black patent belt, a tad Mrs Christmas, but who cares!! I was ready early, so chatted a bit on Facebook & Twitter before going out. Then I grabbed my long, black, Primark coat & Salvador Ferragamo bag & set off at 6.30pm, to St Albans Station. I was meeting my model, girlfriend, Chloe, in Costa Coffee, in Kings Cross, first for a coffee, bite to eat & gossip, before meeting the other girls. I got to Costa, just mins after Chloe & we laughed, as we were in almost identical outfits, except her dress was more plum, than red, the boots were flat & she is a brunette.

We got our drink & food I had a Brie & Cranberry Panini, plus a huge skinny Cappuccino & Chloe & I chatted away putting the world to rights!.... After a hour, we travelled to Charring Cross, to meet the other six girls. To travel, to meet with an agent friend, in Ashford Kent. We met her in Chimneys pub & we were all being very good, on either Diet Cokes, or Mineral water, and the agent told us all about, a long term modelling project, she wanted us for. Which I am not allowed, to divulge anything about, except that our 1st shoot, will be based on a Burlesque theme, which sounds like fun (Thank god I'm losing weight fast!!) 

Quite Ironic, as I was checking out Basques, in Ann Summers the other day & was looking at them in the paper too!! We chatted about the project for a few hours & then we went on to the club Liquid, the agent getting us all in for nothing (Just like the good old days) We stuck to the soft drinks, even when we got bought drinks from guys (& the 9 of us, got bought a fair lot of those) It was good to have a dance, on the dance floor, tho Chloe & I were pretty hot, due to our sweater dresses. Annoyingly the battery's of my camera had given up the ghost, and none of the girls had brought cameras, only camera phones & it was too dark for any decent photos, to come out with any of them!


 Liquid Ashford Kent 

Chloe & I got a lift back to London, from her Graphics Artist, boyfriend Mike & I crashed at theirs in the spare room, in their Covent Garden, flat. We had some crumpets & digestive biscuit's, with a decaf coffee, as we chatted with Mike, as we wound down, then we headed off to our beds at 6.30am (Calories Consumed 1,918 Not bad for a night out!!)

Friday 16th November, I woke at 9.30am & had a wash & did make-up, quietly, dressed & left a note for Chloe & Mike, thanking them, for letting me stay. I pulled on my black coat & faux rabbit skin Deerstalker hat & quietly let myself out, into the hustle & bustle of Covent Garden. I wandered down to Leicester Square & got the tube to Kings Cross. I was sat on the Kings Cross train, reading the free Metro, paper, when a good looking, immaculately dressed, tall, blonde guy, who'd been sat in a seat, adjacent to mine, across the isle, got up to get off, at a stop. When he suddenly leaned over me & handed me a card & said, in a well spoken voice "I think your stunning, please call me I'd like to take you to dinner some time" Which really surprised me, seeing I'd only had 3hrs sleep, so must look at least a bit rough. I looked at his card, his name is Daniel, but it has no info where he is from? Or what he does for a living? Just his mobile number & email address. I thought 'Must be the extensions & the hat, I always pull when in either, or both!!' 




I got in at 11am & made a coffee & had a bowl of chocolate mini Weetabix, for breakfast. I changed out of last nights clothes & had a shower & changed into a pink velour tracksuit, to lounge round the house in, before heading off to the gym, to do a pilates class. I then came home & caught up with Tuesdays, Closer magazine. I watered the plants & washed the kitchen floor, I'm still loving my new stair carpet, it is the only, nice, floor carpet, underfoot, in the entire flat, the rest is as thin as cardboard. 

At 2.41 Montanrr Love text me saying 'Hmmmm what's the latest I can cum down tomorrow. I was fink to do writtin session wif u for the whole nite, if ur free' I thought 'Oh FFS not again!!' Then I thought. 'Last time he wanted to meet up with me about singing on his album & come round to mine after midnight, which I said no to!' He said then, that he'd send me a few tracks, that he wants me to sing on, which he'd send to my email (Which he never did, when I said no, to his Midnight visit!!) & now here he comes again with the same M.O!! I text back 'I thought you wanted me to do some vocals on tracks already written??' To which he replied 'Wanted to write a few songs with u. And i'll leave early in the morning, Up to u.'  WTF?? I'm a singer, NOT a writer & I have shown no interest, in wishing to write anything with him, it has jumped from one thing, to something completely different & yet again, suggesting coming round to mine, at a unsociable hour!!! NOBODY gets access to my home, Male or Female, until I know them, VERY  WELL & Not at that hour, of day/morning!! I didn't bother replying, as it is obviously a load of bollocks, like the last time, he contacted me, a few months back & I'm not wasting, any more time on it, even if it is genuine, that approach is so unprofessional, that I don't want to know.

I put an update on my Facebook, to say ignore, yesterdays status, about me, having talks on Saturday, about singing, on the album of an up & coming rapper, as it has become apparent it is all a load of bullshit! Then I put some more stuff in the attic then watched a bit of morning TV & caught up with my Hotmail emails, plus my Facebook & Twitter messages. Then I did a lot of Job & audition searches & applied to a bunch. Then I did a bit of blogging while watching 'The Real Housewives Of New York' having a late lunch of a tuna sandwich & Quavers, plus four, seed covered, bread sticks, at 3pm, washed down with a Diet Coke. I got a call on my mobile, re the modelling work from my agent & chatted a bit about that. 

Then I read some more, of Cindy Jackson's book 'Living Doll' I'm loving it, I really relate to it, we are so akin & been through a lot of similar things. Cindy replied to my message on Facebook & said she was glad, that I was enjoying it & I replied..... 

'I'm absolutely LOVING it I can relate to it so well, so much is the same with me, the being artistic & going to art college, my small home village's, inhabitants, twitchy curtains, when I visited my parents, in either punk or new romantic garb. Singing in a band, Stringfellow's etc. hanging out with punks, Gary Newman, Pete Burns, Boy George & Marilyn. And always somehow partying with celebs (Totally unlike my siblings) The clubs I hung out in (Wont be surprised if Ferdenzis pops up, before the final chapter) The flying off to other country's, to do work (Solo) Going from earning a good wage, to living hand to mouth, while working for fuck all, to make my boyfriends/fianc├ęs, businesses a success, only for them to dump me, when they get rich [Thanks To My FREE Help!!] Because, I'm supposedly, no longer in their league... Wankers!! 

The revenge of sending pizzas & cabs by the score, to the home/workplace, of those who'd done me wrong (Plus S.N.M.N will explain that one, to you one day!!) Longing for decades on end, for rhinoplasty, to sort the bump on my nose, caused by school bully's, smashing my face, repeatedly against the edge of my desk & also longing to get my overbite fixed. But instead, always putting others, plus keeping a roof over my head, as priority instead. So never ending up having the cash to do it (Something I only this year, decided, has to stop, so I can have what I want, for once..... Though the list is now getting longer with age!!) Even the irony, of me me mentioning my favourite comedian Philis Diller, within 5mins of us meeting & the fact my best friend Candies In-law was her plastic surgeon, is not lost on me!! It's like I was meant to read your book, to underline what I was already thinking..... Which is FUCK IT!!... It's ME Time!!....

She said it certainly was ME TIME, and the BEST people, are those who were at some time, or still are, or at least once felt like Misfits (Rather like Marilyn's last film) I watched 'Home & Away' drinking a very cold Diet Coke, then at 6.57pm I got a text from Montanrr Love (After a missed call when I was in the loo) saying 'Is this some joke. Ur slagging me of on fb. JATS. Is dat how pathetic u are!' So obviously, one of my so called Facebook friends, is in fact a Frienemy, as my status is set to private & only my friends, can see it. So obviously one of them, knows Montanrr & has grassed up my status. Whatever!!... hopefully they also deleted themselves as a friend, whoever they are. 

Oh well as they wan't to make 'that' public to him. I will make it ALL public, to everyone, in this blog, rather than a small, passing comment, in Private on my FB wall! With no reply from me, he text again 'Just thought you wer alot older than that. Peace'  Whatever!  Of the two of us, I know who is the most grown up!! Or should that be 3 of us & include the grass too! Knackered from a week with little sleep, I crashed out for a bit, waking at midnight, hungry, so I had a bowl of cereal, plus a decaf coffee then got changed for bed, and had a very early, night for me (Calories consumed 1,264 Good)  

Saturday 17th November, I woke up at 8am, and after texting my friend Rob, a good luck text, about an operation he is having today on his back, I had a long bath as I too was in a lot of pain thanks to my shoulder, back & neck. I know he is a big strong man, but we all need a bit of moral support now & again. I'm a tough old boot at times, but even I miss having someone there for me, when I made/make, my countless trips, to hospital, for operations, especially since mum died! I pulled on my pale jeans & Petite Bateau grey top. I twisted my hair up in a top knot & put a touch of make-up on. Then popped to the shop for a paper, I got back in made a coffee & had mini choc Weetabix for breakfast. I read the paper, the jilted lover of Tulisa's new beaux, Footballer Danny, told how she & Danny watched Tulisa's sex video together & Danny mocked, Tulisa's blow job technique. It seems by the sound of things, that this guy is a player, fine if you know the score & are willing to put up with that, and see him, as just a shag buddy, but that's not good, if your looking for boyfriend material.

DJ Dave Lee Travis, 67, who was arrested yesterday, fiercely deny's, groping 2 female colleagues at the BBC. He also stressed the probe into him, did not involve under aged girls, saying that kiddy fiddlers sickened him! He said it is easy to make allegations & why wait 40yrs to do so? 

Helen Flanagan (Rosie from Corrie) is getting the cold shoulder from her 'I'm A Celebrity' camp mates due to her failing 4 tasks so far & them starving on basic rations. She is a sweet & beautiful girl, with an amazing figure, but boy is she a wuss!! And she isn't even giving 10% effort to the trials let alone the 100% she claims to be giving. Maths is obviously not her strong point.... Well certainly not percentages anyway, the public of course are loving this & she has been voted to do the 5th bush tucker trial!! 

A bigoted bus driver, left X78 passengers stranded for 20mins, after refusing to drive it, from Rotherham to Sheffield, at a driver shift cross over, because the bus had an Advert on its side from the gay lobby group Stonewall, which say's 'Some People Are Gay Get Over It' The passengers had to wait for the next X78 to arrive & get on that! when the driver then swapped buses with the Homophobic 1st driver, who found it unacceptable as a Christian. I think he should take a leaf out of the Ad & 'Get Over It!!' 



Shock figures reveal, that over 50% of Europeans, are overweight (Shock figures, on shocking figures!!) It says that 52% of adults weigh more than they should. Blaming the wide availability of fatty, sugary food & inactivity. In the UK 26.1% of adults are classed as obese, that's over twice as many as France (Mind you, they're all insipid, scrawny, rude, chain smokers!!) Yet life expectancy has increased to 79, from 73 in 1980!! Odd huh!!

I did a lot of household chores, which my shoulder didn't thank me for, as it is hurting like a bitch!! I popped out to the shops & got a few pairs of plain stockings & a fishnet & seamed pair & one pair of thick tights for when it gets colder. I got home & had lunch which was just another bowl of cereal & a diet Coke, as I was feeling hungry, but the pain was making me feel sick, so couldn't manage much. Later I watched 'Take Me Out' and laughed about it with my friend Maxine, by text & on Twitter. With such naff guys out there, it's no wonder, we both choose to be single?? 


Mad Max Or Rather 
Maxine 

We are both still waiting, to be swept off our feet, by a Mr Right, but these days, guys would rather, ask you for a booty call than a date. It amazes me how they seem to find it acceptable, these days, to suggest meeting up for sex, before even asking you out on a date? (Even if the date is really a pretence, they could at least bother to pretend!!) It seems, to me, that nowadays men find it, less embarrassing, to suggest sex, to women, that they haven't even met yet (When online) Than it is, to suggest, bothering to get to know you, over a coffee, or dinner. It's really no wonder that, I've stayed celibate for so long, or have so many bouts of celibacy inbetween relationships!! Which isn't easy, as I have a High Sex Drive & LOVE Sex!! But I'm not going to go out there & get used, by a load of players, or one night stand merchants!! 

I told Maxine about my train admirer Daniel & she asked if I was going to call to arrange a date? I said I wasn't sure, but he ticks all the right boxes. But the fact I didn't get excited & respond & call straight away, means I'm either not that keen, or something is stopping me!! Hmmm maybe I should email? Maybe it's because his card tells me nothing about what he does, or his personality?? I just don't know, I'm procrastinating over it, maybe that's why I'm single, maybe I should stop thinking & be more pro active, re dating?? Maybe I should get out there & 'Manhattan Date' maybe I should just go, on loads of dates, maybe I should text/email Daniel & give him a chance, after all, these days, it's a rare man that offers you a date, rather than just a fuck!! 

I watched 'Xfactor' what an abysmal show this year, there are only one or two half decent singers this year & they miss that certain something, that makes someone a star! I just hope god awful James Arthur go's. I just do not get the hype & praise that is being lauded at him at the moment on TV & in the press!!?? He mumbles & slurrs like a drunk down & out, that's not singing in my book!! I watched 'I'm A Celebrity' that is also boring except for the brilliant Ant & Dec, plus Brian Conley!! At 10.30pm, I went to bed, with a decaf coffee & read some more of Cindy Jackson's book, then went to sleep, drugged up with a load of painkillers (Calories Consumed 434 Whoops that's Anorexic low!!)

Sunday 18th November, I woke at 7am, to a bright sunny winters morning, my neck & shoulder are still very painful, so I took strong painkillers, with a coffee & had a bowl of Chocolate Weetabix Mini's, for breakfast. I got on my scales, weight still the same (Lost 10.4lb so far) It should start falling off quickly now, it normally does, once I drop the 1st, 7lb!! My knees will be grateful for that, as they have been causing me a lot of pain!! Bad knees must be hereditary, as my mum had knee replacements & my sister Julie suffers with pain in her knees too!! Mine started playing up since I gained weight, after mum died. They were fine when I was a size 8-10 so hopefully they will stop hurting when I'm back to that size again. Mind you, my legs/knees are still flexible enough, to bend both legs behind my head, EASILY, which is pretty damn good for someone of my age, there is not many 20yr olds that can do that!!!

I had a text from Tracy, about going over to hers for a chat Monday afternoon re modelling & one from my friend Jennie about seeing her Thursday night. I also had an invite, from Loaded TV, to be in the audience, to watch a show called 'Babe IQ' on Tuesday. Which I assume from the title, will be a bunch of Page 3/ Loaded / Nuts, type girls, being quizzed, to see if they fit, the hot but dumb, category. I was a paid up member of Mensa in my 20's - 30's, as I have an IQ of 164. I thought it would be a chance to meet up with lots of interesting people. But although all the puzzles & tests were enjoyable to do, the get together's were dull & the people, although intelligent, were boring & introverted, in the main. So in the end I left, as I can just buy crossword & quiz books, if I want to do puzzles. 

Loaded TV said, they would pay my travel to go, so I said yes. I was on Twitter for a bit & I saw that, one of my local football teams, that a friend plays for, Cassiobury Revolution FC won 5-0, against Roundbush FC. They must all be elated!!! I wondered if they ever played, either of the two teams, that my friend Andrea's, boyfriend, Tom manages? Which is Harringay Borough FC & a North London, Greek team, called Salamina FC? Cassiobury's Goal Keeper, Rob, is off at the moment with an injury, that has been operated on yesterday. He must feel gutted not to be part of that winning game today! My brother plays in goal, for his team & I know he would be. 

I caught up on the 'Homeland' I missed last week, on 4oD which took forever, with all the buffering on my Laptop, but it was worth it though, to catch up with the excellent series. I then watched 'Carry On Henry' on ITV, while doing job searches on my PC. I had a part, a few years back, in the NEW Carry On film 'Carry On London' but the sponsors pulled out last minute & it has been shelved ever since!! I applied for a bunch of jobs, then I had a cheese baguette & some chilli Doritos, for lunch, with a decaf Diet Coke. Then bored, I watched corny 80's fantasy film 'Krull' 

I'd seen it a few times before, in fact it was on TV not so long ago, but there was sod all else on. Then I popped into the attic to get the items down, that I'd sold on eBay. Then I watched 'Chuck' on 5* which was amusing, then I read today's Sunday Sun. The headline news is that 'Harry Styles' from 'One Direction' is dating 'Taylor Swift' Errrrr so what? Is that really worth a front page?? Also 'Tulisa' is in danger of losing her 'Xfactor' Job due to poor time keeping & attitude.... Whatever!! Neither edge of your seat stuff!! Tulisa can spend more time with her new, bit of rough, footballer, boyfriend, Danny Simpson, if she is fired. He's the charmer who dumped pregnant Stephanie Ward, mother to his 16 month daughter Maybe Tulisa has done, Stephanie a favour, as it seems the Newcastle FC player use to tell her "Your not a proper WAG..... Proper WAGs need to put up & shut up!!" Oooh what a catch he sounds....... NOT!!!! He may suit Tulisa though, as she seems to date scum bags, going from her past record of beau's

What should of been on the front page, is that an entire neighbourhood police team, in Bromley SE London, have been fired, for lazing around in their HQ playing poker & backgammon, or cleaning their golf clubs when they should of been on the beat catching crooks!!! (Disgusting!!) An undercover operation involving hidden cameras, revealed how cope & community support officers, didn't even bother changing into their uniforms while ON DUTY & sat watching TV or went jogging on police time. They also cut short street patrols to play cards & claimed OVERTIME for hours they NEVER worked!! The team ironically named 'The Safer Neighbourhood Team' was uncovered by the Met's Directorate of Professional Standards. I hope the lazy S.O.B's are named & shamed!!

Talking of crime, locking away our criminal teenage scum, shockingly cost's 6 times MORE than if they were sent to Eton!! And most of the feral good for nothings go straight back to crime once released (Because jail is too soft.... It should be like a tougher version of Porridge!!... Ideally more like a Turkish Jail) Ministry figures show it costs £245Million a year to detain 1,800 offenders or £100,000 a place, BUT at cushy privately run 'Medway Centre' in Kent (Which I have ranted about being to cosy & cushy before in my blogs) the Bill comes in at £200,000 per offender. A teen being sent to Eton costs just £34,000 by comparison!! Yet with all that money being spent on their stay & rehabilitation, many still leave being unable to read or write (Obviously due to skipping school in many cases, they should be made to learn while locked up!!) A disgusting 70% of those that leave the 'Medway Centre' reoffend, due to it being no hardship when they are sent back there no doubt!

French cops, now think the British family, gunned down, in the French Alps & the French cyclist, were shot at random, by a French serial killer, armed with a antique pistol. (Quite frankly, I think the police don't have a clue what's going on, the theory's have changed so often!!) Talking of gunmen, a crazed gunman Blaec Lammers, 20, who plotted to kill fans, at the new 'Twilight' movie, like the nut job at the Batman movie, did. He was in jail last night after being foiled by his mum, when she tipped off cops, he planned to copy July's Batman blood bath. He had bought 2 assault riffles a hand gun & 400 rounds of ammo. He'd booked his ticket for the opening night of 'Twilight Saga - Breaking Dawn, Part 2' before he was held at a cafe in Bolivar,  Missouri. It doesn't say how his mum was aware of his plans, but she saved many peoples lives.

I watched 'Burn Notice' & 'CSI New York'  then I had 2 Veggie Sausages, with oven chips, mange tout & baked beans for dinner, washed down, with a Diet Coke (decaf) At 8pm I watched the Xfactor results show (Boring) The bottom two, in the sing off were Ella (Good voice, but lacking that certain something) & James Arthur (Hurrah thank god, maybe we can get rid of him, he is god damn awful!!) Ella chose the wrong save me song for her voice & didn't do herself justice. 

James was his normal, awful, droning, self, the judges votes stood 2 against James & 1 against Ella & the deciding vote was Gary Barlow's. I thought he was bound to do the right thing & send James packing!! But NO!!..... He took it to deadlock (Surly the public have put James last!!?) But No it was bye bye Ella. Then I watched the brilliant 'Homeland' followed by the film 'Unforgiven' on 5 +1, finally going to bed, tired, at 12.30am (Calories Consumed 1,260 Good) 

Sunday, 30 September 2012

Operation's What A Pain In The Neck

Monday 24th September, I woke at 7am, after a restless sleep, mainly thanks to, pain in my neck & shoulder, plus the cats. I had a shower & washed my hair. The septic blister, on my left big toe, it mushy and painful still (I've never had a blister, go like this before sexy NOT!!) I dried my hair & did my make-up, it is a hideous weather outside, blowing a gale & pouring with rain. So I wore jeans & my black, long sleeved, scoop necked, Petite Bateau, T-shirt, plus my black, Petite Bateau, Velour, hoodie, with my khaki, hooded, body warmer over the top & my black wellies. I took my laptop with me, in case the hospital has free wifi, to pass the time on & after feeding & taking care of the cats needs, I set off for the tube (No breakfast due to having my Op) I got to Southgate tube & got my return ticket to Northwood. I then got, the Piccalilli line, train, to Kings Cross & then got the Jubilee line, to Northwood, then I waited for a bus, out in the pouring rain, just outside the station.



I got the bus to Mount Vernon hospital (Bishops Wood private hospital, above, is behind Mount Vernon) I signed in & I was taken to my ward, which I was sharing with 4 other women. All of them there, for the same op as me. I was given the wifi code, for their internet. But the signal was too weak on my ward so that was a no go, bugger!! I thought I'd get some work done, and kill two birds with one stone, as I hate wasting time, that can be filled, by doing something. I filled in a load of hospital consent forms, then I changed into my hospital robe, paper knickers & their foam hospital slippers, oooh sexy not!!!! Then after the nurse, put my name tag, on my wrist. I put back on my black, Velour, hoodie, over the top, as it was very cold. Then I got into my bed & finished my book 'The Angel At No33' Which was quite a sweet, funny, story & covered my old haunts, of Muswell Hill, Alexander Palace, Camden & latest haunt St Albans.




I text Simon & Ian, that I was in my hospital bed, awaiting theatre & they wished me good luck. Simon is just back from LA & Ian is filming on set today. I went down, into theatre on my bed & once in there, the surgeon asked me, yet again, if I was allergic to anything? to double check before proceeding & so I joked "Only unattractive men" and he laughed & said "Your in luck today then" & I laughed too, as they were, in fact, ALL good-looking!! So that's the perks of Private over NHS!! I was moved across onto the operating table, and lain on my left side & local anaesthetic was administered. This is where the op, vastly differed, from the one I had on the NHS a year ago. With the NHS I laid face down with my head/face through a hole, like on a massage table, & the very large needles, were put in my neck & spine, mainly via guesswork.




But this was done with, a kind of live action X-ray machine over my neck & back, where the surgeon, could actually see, the very large needles, going in my neck & spine, via the X-ray like, machine, and manoeuvre them, into the exact spots, where they needed to be, in both my neck & back. I felt a lot of pressure on my neck & spine, plus an ache in my left arm. It was finished 45mins later, by 2.15pm & I was wheeled back to the ward in my bed. Then about 2.30pm they brought me my lunch (So different from NHS) A starter of Heinz mushroom soup, with a brown roll, then a Tuna Jacket Potato, with salad, plus honey & ginger Jersey ice-cream & a pot of coffee & a jug of milk. 




With my book finished, and my laptop unusable, I lay there for a few hours, listening to my iPod, to pass the time. Meanwhile all the other women who'd had the same op before & after me were moaning & groaning & pushing buzzers for the nurse & throwing up!! Bored, I text my buddy, ex Capital Radio DJ, Mark Fox, for some amusing banter, to pass the time. I also got him to paste on my Facebook wall, that I was out of surgery & OK, because I had no wifi, to do it myself. He said he had done so & also taken the piss out of me, at the same time (As I had expected he would do, all along!) 


 DJ & Nutter, Mark Fox 

At 6pm Ian text me, to say that my 'knight in shinning glitter' was on his way, so at 6.30pm, I had a pee (As I knew, enough hospital, etiquette, to know, that I could not be discharged, until I went to the loo, after my op!) So once I was discharged & dressed, I didn't have long to wait, with my cappuccino, in reception, before Ian arrived. We then set off to the bus stop, and it had thankfully stopped chucking it down. We got the tube home & Ian produced, my belated Xmas prezzie, of a Evil Barbie, Barbie Doll (An old Barbie doll, decked in my kind of outfit, also with an array of shoes, a pair of black & silver PVC type leggings, a top, and some funky jeans) Which made me laugh. 


I looked through the script of the film Ian was filming today & he looked at my script, for 'The House That Hell Built - The Medals' Then when we finally reached Southgate, we walked back to Anna's, house, both dying for a pee!! Which made the journey to Anna's seem 10 times as long!! We both got in, had a pee & then after showing Ian, the movement's needed, for the Alien audition, for the 'Worlds End' film, Ian was gone.



So I settled down in front of the TV & watched the simply brilliant 'Revenge' Love, love, love that show!! Just as it finished I got a text from buddie Rob, saying he hoped all had gone well today & to rest & heal. which was really sweet of him, as I know he is a busy bunny, so meant a lot. Peckish again, as I'd had no dinner, I grilled two slices of Haloumi & had it on two, Kracker, Crazy for cheese & tomato, crackers, and washed it all down with a decaf coffee. 




I checked my Facebook, I had a lot of nice, Facebook, messages, from my friends, saying to get well soon, including one from my friend, Imad Handi, who is the best friend of David Gest, you will probably of seen him on screen, if you have watched any program, that includes David. I haven't seen him in ages & the last time he text me, was to say good luck from both him & David Gest, re my Big Brother auditions, so it was good to hear from him. 


Imad & David 

Then I vegged out, watching 'The Greatest Celebrity Body Shockers' until about 11pm, laying on the couch, fighting to stay awake, while trying the outfits, Ian gave me, on my Evil Barbie Doll (Big Kid) But I couldn't get the PVC leggings on, Barbie has obviously piled on the lbs like me! I couldn't find the jeans either, I have a horrible feeling, that, they may have fallen out of my bag, en route home, not sure how, unless when it was when I pulled out my script, to show Ian? Surly I'd of noticed that though?? Eventually gave in to tiredness & went to sleep. (Calories consumed 1,623)

Tuesday 25th September, I slept on & off, in bed until 3pm, feeling very weak & poorly, with a very high temperature, and a banging headache, plus feeling nauseas too! Martin text me, at 1.27pm, asking what time he should come to pick me up? I said 'Any time from 8pm onwards, if that's not too late?' So it would give me time to socialise with Anna, once she is back from Milan & also to pack my case. I eventually forced myself up, out of bed, at 3pm, despite feeling rough. As I knew Anna was due back from Milan around 4pm. I had a wash, fed the cats & pulled on my jeggings & my long sleeved, scooped necked, Petite Bateau, T-shirt. Then made 2 slices of wholemeal toast, with 2 grilled slices of Haloumi & added some Brandston pickle. 



Milan

I was just eating my brunch, when Anna arrived home early, at 3.30pm, laden down with luggage from Milan. We had a chat, while watching, her recording of 'Xfactor' which I'd seen. With me under a duvet, as I was ice cold, and shivering, but my forehead was burning up & felt like it was being battered with sledge hammers!! I felt rough in bed earlier & was rapidly going downhill, which was odd, as I was absolutely fine yesterday!


Grilled Haloumi 

I was now, really relieved, that Martin was coming down for me, if I'd felt like I did yesterday. I'd of said 'Don't bother!!' & make my own way, even though, lugging my case, on public transport, wouldn't of helped my back/neck any. But I just feel, so, so rough today, I don't know how, I would of coped, if I had to make my own way home, on public transport. Even the thought of packing my case, felt daunting. Anna went to get her daughter from school & was going to go, via the Greek take-away, to get dinner as she was tired from travelling & hungry, she asked me what I wanted? I told her nothing, as I felt too rough to eat. They came back & the smell of their food, made me want to heave & I came out in a cold sweat. Then Sue came round, to collect Chloe, to take her to Greek School, and I looked so rough, that Sue didn't even recognise me at 1st.



Anna & Chloe 

At 7.13pm Martin text me, to say he was on his way, so with a lot of effort, I dragged my sickly carcass, off the sofa, to pack my case. The whole simple scenario, seemed so daunting, as I felt so weak & ill. I packed my case slowly, through bouts of nausea (I hope this Op works, to make all this unpleasantness, worth it!!) I was just adding the last items, when Martin arrived at Anna's at 8pm. 


He put my case in the car & after saying my goodbyes to Anna & Chloe, I ambled off, out into the night & into Martin's car. I chatted to Martin, as best as I could, on the trip home. But I was burning up & my head was pounding & I felt sick as a dog. Just as we hit St Albans, Anna called, she'd found my Birthday present to her, that I'd hid under her pillow (I like giving surprises) She was delighted with it, which pleased me. Then I was back, I was so happy to see my own flat eventually. I dropped my case in the middle of the kitchen floor, to unpack at a later date, when I felt more myself. Then I popped to my local shop, to get a load of Diet Cokes, as I felt, very, very, dehydrated. The 2 guys from the shop, were really shocked, by just how rough I looked & said "Are you OK???" I said that I'd had an operation, on Monday, and was feeling a bit ropey.



Midsomer Murders

I went back home & put the heating on, then went to bed, as although my head was burning up & pounding like crazy, I was ice cold!! I put on ITV +1 to watch 'Midsomer Murders' to see if I could recognise, any of my friends in it? But I felt so awful, I just really lay there, listening to it, more than watching it, so I spotted no friends. I forced down a few Marmite rice cakes, plus some Diet Coke, while Midsomer was on, then it was lights out, as I just felt so dire, I just wanted to sleep. (Calories consumed 554)


Wednesday 26th September, I dreamt a mixture of dreams, that contained my brother Bill & my late mum & dad. My fever broke at 4am & my bed was soaked, with sweat, so bad, I had to change my bottom sheet & duvet cover, in the wee hrs, as it was soaking wet. It was like laying on a wet towel, with a wet towel draped over me, which was not fun, while feeling rough. I was meant to go to Hemel, for an interview, for the Amazon, warehouse, job I wanted today, at 2pm. As it was shift work, which would fit nicely around filming work, but I felt too rough, to go, which was very frustrating. At 3pm, I had a couple of Marmite Rice Cakes, as I couldn't face much, as the smell of food, makes me feel nauseous.




I answered a text, from my friend Nat, who was back from holiday. I had felt too ill to look at it, when it was sent to me, last night. I also answered a text, I'd got from my lovely actor friend Simon Cole, who was back from LA & was asking how I was? I watched 'The Real Housewife Of Orange County' I really don't like Vicky's new man, Brooke, he seems well dodgy, slimy, fake & totally disingenuous. I'm sure he saw her, on TV, saw she was vulnerable & so he rolled up & just showered her, in meaningless flattery, that she would lap up! I bet he is out to bleed her dry!! My gut instinct is he is a wrongun & my gut instinct, has yet to be wrong!! I'd hate a man who showered me with fake, sickly sweet, compliments 24/7, I'd prefer a man who's compliments were rare, but you knew, when said, that they were 100% heart felt. 



Vicky & Creepy Brooke

I watched 'Come Dine With Me' then at 5.20pm, I dragged myself out of bed, pulled on jeggings & a long sleeved T-shirt & hoodie then went to the shop & got 4 Diet Cokes, a Sun paper, a packet of Doritos & a Closer magazine. Then I came home & went back to bed, I began to feel freezing cold again, so I got out of bed & put the heating on, then dived back under the covers, teeth chattering. I watched 'Home & Away' ate some Doritos, then lay back down again, feeling awful. 



The Braxton's Home & Away

My head was boiling up, like yesterday, but I felt ice cold & my head felt, like it was being whacked, with sledge hammers. I typed a Facebook & Twitter status, around 7pm, then collapsed on the bed again. Martin text me to see how I was, which was sweet of him, he is a good hearted guy & we had a bit of a text natter, while I was laying down. Ellie, who I know from 'Big Brothers Bit On The Side' was also very sweet & said on Twitter, that if there was anything I needed, to let her know & she'd call by, which was very kind of her.


Lovely Simon Cole

Later, ex Hollyoaks buddy, Simon, called me at 8.35pm, while I was half watching 'Top Dog Model' When I was feeling, super lousy, he said if I wasn't doing anything next weekend, he'd come stay with me, to catch up with me & also cheer me up. I said I'd love that. He asked me if my throat was sore? I said "Yeah my tonsils!!" He said he could tell it was, from my squeaky voice. Mid convo, he suddenly vanished, which made me chuckle (Despite feeling shit!) As I knew either his battery, or his phone signal, had gone. Moment's later, he wrote on my Facebook wall 'Hold on! batt died...the usual (note to self. Charge ya fookin phone!)' Yep no battery, I thought so!!!... I said no worry's, as I was having trouble talking, with my sore throat, anyway! He replied 'Aww babe! well you focus on getting better and I look forward to seeing ya next week!! Cuddle up with ya big lion and have a good sleepies!! mwah! big hugs and kisses!! xxxx' Bless him, I love Simon, he is such a sweetheart (He share's my late mums birthday, August 16th, so how could he be anything else but lovely!!) I laughed as he meant 'Big Tiger' not 'Big Lion' but close enough.


My Big Tiger (Not Lion)  'Homes' 

I took a load of prescription drugs for the pain, then watched, or rather, semi watched, 'Dallas' propped up against my 'Big Tiger' called Homes. I felt dreadful, I might have to watch the repeat to grasp, all that's going on. Then I turned to ITV2 +1 to watch NEW dating show, called 'Girlfri3nds' Presented by Big Brother's Emma Willis. Three girls (One blonde, one brunette & one red head) Get to choose 6 dates, from a choice of 100 men, good luck with that, if the first 50, are anything to go by. Which were mainly a mixture of, boring dullards, geek's, nerds & freaks. It certainly is not an advert for quality English men. But at least they turned down, the nerdy guy who'd had a huge lottery win (I'd of had no respect for them if any had chosen him, not a fan of gold diggers)


The only one, who was acceptable, wasn't even British he was a French guy, called Ken, who looked like a younger, more attractive, Craig Fairbrass. The Brunette girl, proved that she obviously has a few chromosome's missing, as she chose, this absolutely boring, evasive, jack the lad, tosser, in a turquoise polo shirt, as one of her dates, she apparently loves a bad boy. I wouldn't of dated the arsehole, if he came wrapped in Million Dollar Bills!! There was also some heavily tattoo'd, muscle, munter, horror. Jeeeeze do the film crew do any research on the girls types? They just seemed to have gathered together 100 random men, which judging by the 1st 50 are 95% losers!!! If I was one of those girls, I'd not be happy with the poor selection on offer, you'd think there would be, lots of possible Mr rights, from 100 guys.... but oh noooooo!!!



 Girlfri3nds

By the end of the show I had a high temperature, but the headache & nausea had thankfully gone & I was feeling perkier!! I even managed, to post some tweets about 'Girlfri3nds' I am now, half wondering, if the temperature, is connected to my septic, left, big toe? Or to Kidney stones?? (Which I think I have) I managed a decaf coffee, without heaving. But I had no appetite, despite only eating a couple of rice cakes, at this rate I will be back to a size 8 again, in no time lol. I read some of my 'Closer' magazine, I'll attempt my paper tomorrow & went to sleep again, that's all I feel I have done, since Monday. (Calories consumed 799)


Thursday 27th September, I woke at 8.40am, due to rumbling thunder & sharp coccyx pain, if my operation is successful, I will ask my Doctor, if it can be done on my coccyx (Even the horrible side effects, of these past few days, would be worth it!! If it ended the pain!!) I had an odd dream, where Natalie Imbruglia was crying, about being treated badly, by Ricky Martin, backstage, and I was cutting long hairs, from up my nose, with scissors WTF?? God only knows, what that was all about. I'm blaming it on my fever!! I was very hot & clammy with a bit of a temperature, but I felt a lot better than I did on Tuesday & Wednesday. I had a shower to get rid of all the clammy sweat, I got on the scales & I'd lost 2lb & then slipped on, my leopard print, baby doll nightie, fluffy slippers & long military Primark coat & popped to the shop.




I got a Sun paper, decaf coffee, honey, lemon juice, a mini Jack Daniels, Marmite rice cakes & some Rivita crispbread's, which shockingly came to over £13, for 7 small items, the price of food today is shocking. I came home & had lemon juice, honey, JD & hot water for my bad throat, due to Op. Then I had two, small, avocado's, on 4 rye crispbread's, for brunch at 12pm, which I was mild enough not to make me feel sick. By 1pm the hot toddy did the trick & my throat felt a lot better!! I had a bit of a temperature, but felt a lot better than I did on Tuesday & Wednesday. 



#RHOOC

I watched the fab 'The Real Housewives Of Orange County' Alexis really irks me, big time!! She is so Fake & Ostentatious, even her twin daughters birthday, was sickeningly, all about her, and her hospital drama's, when she gave birth to them, guess she must of contracted ME, as with her it is all me, me, me (She made the most cringeworthy, embarrassing, speech ever!!!) A Princess, Puppy Party, what the hell was she thinking? How are those two, poor little mites, going feel when all the puppies, are then all taken away, from them, after the party is over? Bloody cruel, if you ask me, when they both have been asking her, for puppy's. Ugh & don't even get me started on her vile conceited husband!!


Self Obsessed Alexis & Her Vain, Munter, Husband

After I watched that, I had 2, sliced, hard boiled eggs, on two Marmite rice cakes (My appetite is back damn it, so I must be on the mend!!) Then I watched 'Come Dine With Me' a Moron called Chris, who cooked tonight was simply unbelievable (He cooked Asparagus & cut off the heads & threw them away & served the tough stems PML!!) Then I watched 'Home & Away' followed by Ch4 News. At 7.45 I was hungry again, so I had 2 Quorn burgers with mustard on, with 2 red sweet chilli's & coffee. 


At 8pm I watched 'Xfactor USA' like the UK version it was full of too much filler, it wasn't until 15mins in that the 1st person sang (Yawn!) I watched the 1st hour. Brittany wore an ill advised, red dress, that had, a sheer mesh, plunging front panel. I don't know if she wore tit-tape? But if not she needed it & if so she needed better, stronger, tit tape, or a decent invisible bra, instead. As her tits seemed to be, hanging down on her waist, as she sat at the judging desk. So she should sort out her styling, before she is renamed Tit-On-Knee Spears!! 


Brittany In Pink Version, Of Red Dress 
(But With Stronger Tit-Tape)

Then I turned over to watch the brilliant 'Making Faces' about the people that make prosthetics (Amazing stuff!!) then I turned over to ITV2 +1 and rejoined 'Xfactor USA' exactly where I left off. This very pretty lad, in his teens or early 20's, called Vincent Thomas came on. He was a bit cocky & full of him self & he looked the part of a teen heart throb, but sadly his singing left a lot to be desired. He should try modelling or acting & give up on the singing, because he really doesn't cut the mustard vocally. Then I watched 'Celebrity Juice' where Joey Essex, yet again, showed what a dunce he is, and they also showed, the embarrassing video message, Alex Reid posted on-line, begging Chantelle to work things out with him. Cringe! Then I had a Decaf Coffee & read the paper. 



Adrian & Catherine 'Am I bovvered' Tate 

The front cover was about a supposed romance, between grumpy faced, Adrian Chiles & comedian Catherine Tate, their not a pair you'd put together. Apparently they were dating secretly for most of this year, I thought she was still with 'Take That's' Jason Orange!!? Also a gangsters moll the widow of a Manchester Crimelord won £1Million on the lotto (& they say the lord works in mysterious ways!) the day after her scumbag murdering nephew, Kiaran 'Psycho' Stapleton, 21, was jailed for life. 


Celebrity Big Brother's Rhian, is today's page 3, looking very sexy. Comedian, Justin Lee Collins, is in court at the moment in, St Albans, charged with, putting someone (His girlfriend) through fear of violence. There was a bit about the UK giving £Billions in foreign aid to country's, that need it less, than we do (I have been carping on about this for years) I wonder just how much foreign aid, our British people will get?? After flood waters (Below) washed away their homes foundations, making them inhabitable. I won't be holding my breath, while waiting to count it! 



 Wonder How Much Foreign Aid, The UK Will Get For This??

Talking of so called allies, the French police Interpol, will NOT help with the search for the 15yr, school girl, Megan Stammers who ran off with her married 30yr teacher. Leaving her parents at their wits end!! They say it is not a crime when aged 15yrs in France, so will do nothing unless the parents accuse the teacher of kidnapping (Which I would, if I was them!) Teacher Jeremy Forest was told he was to be suspended, the day before he ran off. I'd be going out of my mind with worry, if that was my daughter/step-daughter. Meanwhile, over in the USA, PM David Cameron, was on the US 'David Letterman Show' & the host, took the rise out of the PM. 



 Wilfed & Sex Buddy Bear.... Don't Ask!!
 One Licker & One Sucker!!! 

Then I watched the very odd, but also rather funny, in a twisted, sick kind of way, American show,'Wilfred' (Above) on BBC3. Then I went to bed at 2am... Yes 2am!! Obviously I'm feeling better, when my libido comes back, as strong as my appetite (annoyingly) has, I'll know I'm back to normal (Calories consumed 1,370) 

Friday 28th September, I woke at 9am feeling good, but with a bit of a temperature, and my sore throat back (Bugger) guess it is time to call in the artillery (A packet of Fisherman's Friend, or two) I removed the wadding at the back of my neck from my Op, I was surprised just how soaked in blood it was, it looked like a vampires teabag! I jumped in the shower & washed away the clammy sweat & washed my hair. I also tried scrubbing away, the glue, from my dressing, the stuff is hard to get off (The residue from the tape round my rings and over my belly button stud, was hard enough after 45mins, and that was in front of me, where I could see it!!) On my neck where I couldn't, after several days, was a lot harder. Then I hard boiled two eggs & sliced them & laid them on 2 Marmite rice cakes, for breakfast. I also had a coffee followed by lemon juice & honey in hot water, for my sore throat. Then rubbed the back of my neck with a surgical spirit soaked, cotton wool pad, to try rid myself of the surgical gum, residue, that's hard to shift.

I dried my hair & did a light make-up as skin is sensitive, and has bumps under the surface on my face, due to a reaction, to the drugs given to me in my Op. I can't find my Versace powder brush, I hope it got left at Anna's & I haven't lost it as that will cost around £30 to replace. I wore my F'Hole jeans (I'm such a child, that label on my jeans, ALWAYS amuses me!) Plus my 'Tickled Pink' Marilyn Monroe print, T-shirt (Below) which is a charity T-shirt for a breast cancer charity & my TrimSole thong mules. I popped to the shop to get today's paper then, came home checked Facebook & Twitter & email messages. I have 2 pencils put in my diary, for 2 adverts. 



Looking for ideas, for costumes, for Halloween, this year, I Googled, Halloween Hertfordshire, to see if there were, some local businesses, that did Halloween outfits? As there use to be a fab one, on Hollywell Hill, St Albans, but that sadly closed, shortly after I moved here (I was gutted, it had amazing belly dance costumes too!!) A Facebook page, called Halloween House popped up, in the search, which sounded interesting. 



So I clicked on it. The info said 'Every year the largest display is put up purely for the fun and enjoyment of Halloween, all for one night only' Which sounded great, if ever a year came & I didn't have a friends Halloween party, to go to!! But there is no website, or any details, of where it is, so I just liked it & subscribed, in case they inboxed info, in a group message, nearer the time. I also found some local, costume shops, like FunZone, but the Halloween, costume section, was shite! Guess I will have to improvise as usual! 



Then as it was almost 3pm I gathered my stuff together for my 4pm Luton, meeting, in In Training, and grabbed my fluffy cream River Island Jacket & set off for St Albans train station & once on the platform, I started reading my Sun paper, while I awaited my train & on it once it arrived. 

I got to the Luton offices & waited to see my advisor Cindy, she photocopied the paperwork, I gave all my constantly changing advisors (Why don't they keep it on file on my profile on their PC??) Then she showed me details of a job for a telesales manager, with a shit 13K salary plus commission, that commission better be good as it would only just pay my rent, let alone food, travel & bills.  I left at around 5pm, and popped into Primark, as I needed some thick, black, tights, with winter rapidly apon us (Did it ever really go away?) But of course being me I couldn't help but peruse the lingerie (As I wanted yellow, gingham, knickers, to match, a fab, bra, of mine) No luck, but I still ended up leaving with one cerise thong, a cerise bra & 9 varied briefs! OOPS!! Too many clothing vouchers, bursting to get out of my purse. 

Then I headed back to Luton station, for the journey home, I feel much more my energised, self, today. I got a croissant & medium cappuccino, in the platform cafe. My bad toe, is burning like a bitch today, I will have to see the doc about some antibiotics Monday, odd never had a blister go like this before, my bloody toe looks like it has the embola virus! Not pretty!! I got home in time to catch the end of 'Come Dine With Me' & 'Home & Away' I changed the lightbulb in my light on the upstairs landing. I went on my laptop & checked my hotmail & then Facebook & Twitter messages. I had a message from a an American, TV Producer, who works in the UK on the odd show or two I watch, and no doubt a whole load I don't. 

He'd started following me out of the blue & messaging me, a week or two back, not sure why? But being a typical Gemini, my instant response is, always suspicion, followed by curiosity! I think his 1st private message was about my presently defunked band Evil Barbie & The Ken-Dolls. Anyway I digress, he was asking how I felt after my Op? Which was nice of him & said he was working in Preston or somewhere similar sounding, and would be passing by my way to go home (Not being a driver, I have no idea, if that is actually true, or not??) So was I free, to catch a quick drink, with him, tomorrow? (The 2nd time he has mentioned having a drink, since he began talking to me!) 

I said I was doing nothing, so if he was coming into St Albans, yes, but I wasn't going to travel outside of St Albans, to meet him. So we settled on a rough pencil of 8pm in the Peahen. Then I will be able to look him in the eye & suss out, exactly, what this sudden, follow, chat & invite for a drink, is all about? Being a typical Gemini I have about 4 possibility's in my head, I will know which one of them, if any, is correct, when I look him in the eye on Saturday. It will also be a good opportunity, to network anyway & pick his brain about a few TV techniques, to use when I have a few presenting auditions. As always, I made sure, ALL my responses, were manner of fact, without any play flirting, whatsoever, or kisses in text, so he could not wrongly assume, tomorrow was a date.

Then I searched high & low for my Super Glue to mend the broken runner, in my chest of draws in my bedroom, so I can put the draw back in! I was sure it was in my sequinned Primarni Shopper, but no, so then I thought I must of taken it out & put put away. So I checked my tool box, NOPE! I checked my cupboard, that has stuff for fixing things, in, NOPE! I even looked in the covered shelves, of my lounges, side table, NOPE! Damn it!! I have probably lost that too!! I will have to buy some more & fix it tomorrow, Grrrr!!!

Damn it I hate it when I set my mind to do something, then circumstances prevent me from doing just that!! So over brimming with energy after being practically stuck in bed for 4 days (Sooo not me!) I did a load of chores & found things to sort or throw out or do but I was getting bored & TV was shite! So at 12.30am I decided to give up & let Supercasino entertain me, as it always does, when I am bored & there is nothing else on. I decided to watch it in bed but rather than strip off & jump into bed. 

To kill my boredom I decided to play a game of strip roulette as a kind of boredom game. So whenever a double number - 11 - 22 - 33 or 6 or 20 came up on the wheel, I would remove an item & I interacted this on twitter with hashtag's #boredomgame & #strip4bedroulette it didn't take long for my 1st dbl 22 to come up on Rob's shift, so one fluffy sock came off, then a 33 2nd sock was gone, a while later another 33 & one earring was removed on Bryn's shift, then a 3rd 33 so the other earring came out, by now other twitter users were playing along too. Then a 6 came out on Rob's 2nd shift, so that was my Marilyn T-shirt gone. Quickly followed by a 22 so that was my jeans gone, so I just had my white undies & a hair clip left to go. 

I got a twitter message saying ‏@Meeja_oo @The_Evil_Barbie I'm loving your #boredomgame and trying to work out a version of my own. Better than betting actual money! Puh! Which made me laugh, for once I can say a casino game had the shirt off my back, and be telling the truth! As I don't actually gamble except for the lotto occasionally, or on the horses at Royal Ascot on my Birthday.


Good Birthdays Can Be A Gamble

My game fan, continued, with yet another, message, on twitter saying @Meeja_oo @The_Evil_Barbie before #boredomgame supercasino only bored the pants off me - now it's a proper game and only one of us can win! Then a 22 came up, so a double 2 number, meant losing a double E bra, I was just laughing at that, when a number 6 came up, immediately after, so with only knickers & a hair clip left I opted for the clip. Then with the number 20 on Bryn's 2nd shift my pants were off & it was time for bed & sleep about 3.20am (Calories consumed 1,063)

Saturday 29th September, I slept briefly and woke at 8.30am, I was sure I'd put the Super Glue, I'd hunted for last night in my big sequinned Primarni (Joke name for Primark) shopper, so I emptied the entire bag out & run hands over internal lining. And ah ha!! I felt bumps & found a tiny hole, in the pocket lining, which both the Super Glue & my Versace powder brush, had slipped through. Sadly my Barbie dolls, jeans were not also in there. So I used the glue on the broken chest of draws runner, and by 9.30am all out standing DIY tasks were done. 


Cute Card!!?...... Look Closer!! 

I had a 'Get Well Soon' card from Nat & Terry come through the post, on the front was this really cute picture of a beige teddy bear, a bit like my teddy bear Rob, with a cute cream puppy snuggled up to it, and I thought ahhh, and Nat & Terry have Mellowed (As their cards are normally, sarcastic, insulting or obscene!!) & then I saw, the erect penis, drawn, between the teddies legs, and burst out laughing, typical Nat!!! I had a green tea with lemon juice in. Then did a bit of weeding in the garden, in my tracksuit, as it is a nice day. 



Then I laid under my sunbed, for 15mins to try get rid of this lump, that has come up, on the right hand side, of my jaw line, due to reaction to steroids in Op. Then I pulled on my jeans, Marilyn T-Shirt and TrimSoles & my D&G sunglasses & popped out, into town, sans make-up and to Wilkinson's for a few household essentials. As I approached the store there was this oriental woman, sat on a bench, holding this huge, giant, white, cuddly, toy dog or rabbit, on her lap, with big pink bows round it's ears..... 

Or so I thought, because as I neared her, I realised it was a real, white giant poodle (Without a poodle cut) or a poodle cross, the way it was so still, all cuddled up with her, was adorable, and its pink, bowed, ears, looked like bunches, it was the sweetest, poodle breed, dog, I'd ever seen!! Honestly, this dog, was sooooo sweet, it would of been a danger to diabetics!! I really wish I'd of thought, to take a photo on my mobile. 



I got my odds n sods, from Wilkinson's, then window shopped round the boutiques, trying to think of, something original, for Halloween. Then I went to my favourite local cafe, J.K. Palmers (Above) for a Diet Coke, Tuna Melt Jacket Potato & a Cappuccino. Yummy & I was greeted warmly by everyone as always. My meal was tasty & reasonably priced as usual. I popped in their lady's before leaving and some woman had left a beautiful silver costume jewellery ring, with a large square zircona stone, on the window ledge, above the sink. Where she must of removed it, to wash her hands & forgotten about it. So I handed it in to the cafe owner, in case, she came back. I know I'd be gutted if I was her, and lost, or came back & someone has stolen it, as it was very pretty. After that I popped a 100yds to American Nails, to get a fake tip, to replace my nail, that I broke yesterday. 



Their cute daughter Jessica, who is often in the salon, was playing her own game, with ripped coloured paper, for food, for a pretend party. One parent, commented on the bits of paper, scattered on the floor & spoke about "clearing up the mess!!" The cute little mite, then quickly piped up "It's not a mess..... It's a Celebration!!" Which made me chuckle a lot! Bless..... I will tell myself that, next time my lunge looks a mess & I don't feel like tidying up!! 


Simon

My lovely buddie Simon text me, saying 'Evil Barbie is a legend can't wait to see ya next week! Xoxo'  I text back 'Nor can I'  I finally got home around 5.30-6pm & thought, I'd better text Nick, an American, TV producer, who works on UK TV shows. As I had agreed, to meet, for a quick drink, tonight, as he was, apparently, passing this way, after working in Preston, or somewhere starting with P & I had nothing else planned. Plus I'm never one, to turn down the opportunity, for a bit of networking & picking the brains, of someone in the industry. So I sent the text asking if he was still on for a quick drink, or not? Then put on the heating, as although it was still sunny out, the temperature had dropped considerably. 



He text back asking the Peahens postcode, saying he was still at wherever, doing whatever it he was doing, work wise, saying it was going slow, which he thought was a pain in the butt. But is normal in TV & Film so I knew it would probably be a case of 'Take a rain cheque' which would be no big deal. I sent the postcode & asked if he was working on his usual TV show tonight? Then did a bit more weeding. He text back he wasn't working tonight so I was stuck with him, then asked what my plans were? I said I had none I'd just stay home & veg watching TV & doing some chores, if he wanted to take a rain cheque? And seeing him for a drink, if he didn't want to cancel! 

He said they were just wrapping & would work out how long it would take to get to to St Albans, he has an uncle living here or something. Then asked how late would be too late to meet? As he was already behind & didn't want to let me down. So I replied 'When the pubs shut is when it's too late, other than that I'm flexible' To which he oddly replied 'Crap then I have got to drive back! Noooo. Hummm should of planned this better' I mulled that over in my head, what's the driving problem? He must have to drive home very late after his normal night time TV show?? So that would be nothing new to him! Plus around 11.30 - 12am, would be early for him. Was he hedging to stay at mine? If so, he was Soooooo wide of the mark, he was in a different time zone! I didn't reply, while I mulled all that over.

While busy Mulling he text again, saying would I hate him if he said Tuesday instead? As that way he could enjoy a few drinks, without having to worry. Adding 'Sorry to change plans, that's not cool' saying 'What do you think, as you know I do want to see you' It was fine by me, I looked in my diary & I wasn't pencilled for anything, so would probably be free. And it's no skin off my nose, we were just meeting for a quick drink, as he was passing through. It's not as if, I have spent anytime today, getting ready for a date, that has now cancelled, that's far more annoying, than this!! 

I replied 'No Big Deal, Tue's seems OK unless I get a casting come in, between now & then, I'll pencil you in' Cool so vegging out & catching up with chores, it is tonight. It gives me time, for my toe to heal, some more too. So I was confused when he then replied that, he didn't want to change plans, as he was dying to meet me & all the cats.... Err OK!!?? Adding he was going to rush & do his best, but if anything changes my end he'd understand..... ?? Adding he owed me extra drinks whenever he saw me.... Why? I'm not bothered!! It's fine!...

Now I was confused, I thought I was chilling out tonight, but now it looked like I was going out again! So I replied 'I haven't got any cats, my lease doesn't allow pets (Sadly) Confused now, are you saying you ARE coming now, or will be rushing Tues??' To which he replied 'Oh you don't have any cats? Oh there goes my plan to come back & see them! Ha Tues for sure & rushing to make tonight also' 

OK, right, so I'm not chilling out, I'm having a shower!? This guy is more changeable/indecisive than a bloody Virgo! So I text back 'Even if I had cats, you'd not see them, NOBODY, Male or Female, gets inside my home until I know them very well! No Exceptions' So he knew, what hymn book, I'm singing from & was under no misconceptions! 

He replied 'Great Rule' I replied 'OK let me know asp the eta tonight, so I know if I'm slobbing out or jumping in the shower' As the only thing, that is likely to fuck me off, right now, is this constant, hesitant, yes/no about tonight. If it's yes great, if it's no great, but just pick one & stick with it!! He replied that he was glad about the nobody back to mine rule (Why?) & that he was looking forward to meeting me, he said tonight was going to be rushed & he felt bad for that. Adding 'Is Tuesday OK? Hate to cancel on you' He felt bad about what? That tonight would be a quickie drink? (That's all it was to be anyway?) Or was he saying it was off & he felt bad to cancel? His messages are not clear!! (Thank God he is a Producer not a Director! Because the direction of his messages are all over the show!!) 

I decided to just reply as if it is cancelled, then I have finalised it or we are just going in circles. So I said 'Yeah that's fine, I would never recommend rushing, having been in 7 car crashes myself. Tues is fine unless something comes up!' He said thanks for understanding as its not on to postpone, but wants to have time to enjoy a drink or two! I replied 'Ha ha don't worry, I won't be reaching for the razor blades, things don't always work to plan, that's the way life is. No point stressing tomorrow is another day & so is Tuesday' 



Then I grilled two slices of Haloumi, mashed one avocado & spread on 2 Dark Rye crisp breads & laid a grilled slice of Haloumi on each, Yum!! Then took it with a can of Decaf Diet Coke to watch the 'Xfactor' at the judges houses (Boring) then 'Xtra Factor' (Equally boring for once) Then I did a whole lot of blogging, watching 'The Jonathan Ross Show' then the film 'Sliver' which was not all that. Listened to my Paul McKenna CD then went to bed at about 3am (Calories consumed 845)

Sunday 30th September, I had a real restless mishmash of a dream, which I can't really recall, or make head nor tail of, on waking. I got up had a shower & pulled on my pink PJ's, I was half thinking of going to Watford, to watch local team, Cassiobury Revolution play, to give them all, a bit of support, as I was up early. But I had a load of stuff to do & I didn't think little o'le me, would make much of a difference to them. So instead of wrapping up warm & whooping enthusiastically at the side of a Watford pitch, I did load after load of laundry & a stack of ironing. Not as exciting, but necessary! I watered the plants, my pink orchid, is so beautiful right now, I took a few pictures, but none do it justice. 




Then I did a bit of dusting & hoovering, it is overcast & grey out, so maybe the boring chores, was the better choice, out of doing chores & watching footie. By 2.30pm I was feeling really hungry & it was then I realised I'd not eaten today, in fact I'd not even drank anything! That Paul McKenna CD last night must of kicked in. So I mashed a avocado spread it on 2 Rivita & put a slice of grilled Haloumi on each & had 8 cherry tomato's on the side, with a Diet Coke to wash it all down. 

I heard via Twitter that the local Watford team lost their game, I will try not to blame myself for my lack of support today! I didn't bother getting a Sunday Sun paper today, as half of it is usually full of articles I'm not interested in pretty much from the centre page onwards. Plus I couldn't be arsed to get out of my PJ's. So I read Wednesdays paper that I'd not go round to

Then I did a load of blogging then watched the 'Xfactor' where the judges chose their final 3 out of the 6, which was pretty boring. Nobody excites me again this year, I can't even be arsed to do a blog about it this year. At 8.23pm I got a call on my mobile, from a number, neither my phone or I recognised 075*****037 Who hung up, as soon as I answered!! So either it was an accidental, bum dial, a wrong number, or a girl/guy going through a guys phone & wondering what sex, the owner of my number is? (If I am just entered in by my initials) Hmmm?? I didn't call back! 

Peckish but not hungry, I had, 2 Quorn burgers, sandwiched between, 4, Marmite rice cakes spread with English mustard. Eating to keep energy high, but calories low!! Next week, it is a full on, gym assault, in readiness for, a photo session, at the end of the month. I've got to get back to the old me, now that my back, is thankfully, feeling much improved. I watched a Jodie Foster film, 'The Brave One' what a slow boring movie, I wish I hadn't bothered, 100% Yawnsville. 



So I was grateful for Supercasino & Rob Lamarr (Above) to add a bit of fun, wit & cheekiness, to my otherwise boring TV screen, with his quick sense of humour, plus a pinch of, just the right side of, near the knuckle, humour for it not to be lewd or crude. For those of you, like me, who are a bit of an insomniac, and only have Freeview, or the main 5 channels, and are sick of nothing decent to watch in the Wee hrs. Getting sick of all the shopping channels, like 'The Store' showing constant repeats, give Super Casino a go, even if you have no interest of playing, it is still a good laugh, and you can interact via email, twitter or Facebook.

All the SC presenters are good, but if your a newbie to the show, I recommend your 1st show is one of Robs, you can find those days out, via the Supercasino.com website, or check in on twitter or Facebook. As I said all SC presenters are good, but I think of them all, Rob is best & in a league of his own, he exudes energy & brings life & fun to the screen, and if you start off watching the show, feeling down, after a bad day, I bet you feel a lot chirpier by the end of his shift on SC (His joyful exuberance, is very infectious) & if you are a fan already of Casino type shows like Jackpot247 on ITV, then why not give Ch5 a go, for a change, I bet you will be glad you did!! OK so that's my free Ad for the show over lol. 

Anyway the show tonight was amusing & full of banter as always & kept me entertained until 3am, while finishing writing this blog, then I discovered to my delight 'The Event' was on E4 +1 Whoop whoop! So I watched that before crashing out (Calories consumed 1,170)