Hello blog, bored out of my tiny little mind. Washed up, mopped the kitchen floor, done my recycling, nothing on telly. I’m on a diet and am so trying desperately not to eat, you wouldn’t believe. I was watching half tonne son the other night and just as I was going to grab another jaffa cake they homed in on his back boobs – not a pretty sight. Mine are a handful but they dont hang down that much, yes I admit once i did get the nipple caught in the zip of my bumbag but apart from that they’ve been no bother at all.

Been sorting out my New York photos, i went there for New Years Eve, and i sort of begrudge digital cameras, i preferred the old ones, when it was when you got back home that you realised how fat and pasty you were, and you’d have to look sheepish as the Boots photo technician handed them to you over the counter, smiling smuggly whilst thinking ‘I bet you thought you looked so good in those lime green swimming trunks’. Oh no, now thanks to digital you can see how shite you look there and then, thanks isn’t technology wonderful.

Just found out that the last remaining guests for The Sunday Night Project are Anne Robinson and Martin Sheen, so should be interesting to say the least. We’ve got Catherine Tate on tomorrow, we’ve already filmed a ‘Celebrity Come Dine With Me’ spoof with her and it was really funny, me and Justin host a japanese themed night and well, i’ll let you find out for yourselves if we beat Catherines dinner party at ten o’clock on channel 4 this Sunday.