Well, hello everyone, it dawned on me today that I haven’t blogged in ages, i’ve been tweeting like buggery, but i havent blogged so tonight im going to sit down, relax and do a good old blog. (Sounds like im doing a shit to be honest). At least with blogging you dont get arseholes replying, i am having some militant trannies tweeting me, they heard on my Radio 2 show that I had said that i was worried about cycling through Gay Pride because i might end up with a Tranny in my basket. Quite harmless i thought but oh no, i am a ‘tranny hater’ according to these tweets. I’m not taking it too seriously, (noone else has) it was an off the cuff remark, besides Tranny in a basket just sounds like something you’d find in a Nandos. ‘Tranny in a basket please – easy on the mayo’.

Chattyman is going better than i had ever dreamed of, ratings are great, the guests are amazing Samuel L Jackson, Dawn French, Kanye West, Brucie, Pet Shop Boys have all graced my late aunts flat and this week i’ve got Jonathan Ross and Mickey Rourke – woohoo! I’m watching Angelheart now (like a good boy) researching ready for Rourke. The lovely Denise Van Outen is coming on too, she recently told ‘Star’ magazine that she fancied me, oh dear, how do i break it to her? She’s going to be gutted! Better pop some lambrini in my globe so as to soften the blow.
Some guests alas havent made it on the show not for the want of trying i was meant to do a sketch with Marilyn Manson but when i turned up at the hotel he was so twatted on absinthe (and the rest), he couldnt stand up straight let alone talk. None of the questions I asked him were usable (if he was to be believed his hobbies include pissing on children and necrophilia – hey dont knock it til you’ve tried it) so we left him to his own devices, mumbling to himself in the hotel foyer drinking a pint of Glade Plug-in. (you think im joking). He had a whole afternoon of interviews ahead of him – CHRIST! I smiled to myself secretly hoping he was due on The Alan Titchmarch Show. ‘On tonights show! June Whitfield, Nick Berry and Marilyn Manson dressed as a Nazi wanking off a dog ‘ Well I’d tune in wouldnt you?
As we left the PR girl said ‘ could i mention his single on the show?’ It was called ‘Arma-Goddamn motherfucking Gedden’. as you can imagine ‘Bleeding Love’ it aint!!
Anyway, off to bed, this blogging lark has been very theraputic and not even an irate tranny in sight. See ya al x