Every now and then I get the odd email pop into my inbox that doesnt always require the simple yes I can perform then or No sorry booked response. A few days ago I received an email from a radio show interested in interfiewing me for some projects I am working on. They basically sent over a request for me to produce a play list for them that best desribes me. So after much pondering I thought I would share it. I actually spent a  good few hours sat cross legged amongst my music collection trying to source good tunes. Good grief though I own some utter trash!

By the way I am already aware of how rubbish some of the choices are but I couldnt find songs that describe me completely so went down the route of songs that hold some sort of memory/meaning to me:

  1. Big T Tyler – King Kong.
  2. Alisha’s Attic – The Air We Breathe (don’t judge me!!!)
  3. Big Bad Voodoo Daddies – Minnie The Moocher.
  4. Squirrel Nut Zippers – Ghost of Stephen Foster.
  5. The Divinyls – Touch Myself.
  6. Scissor Sisters – Fire.
  7. The Cramps – Fever.
  8. Cosmic Fireballs – Mata Hari.
  9. Iggy Pop – Night Clubbing
  10. Kings of Leon – Sex is on Fire.

Ok so I am well aware of the trashy ones included but the list is a pretty good summary of me, my memories and some random moments.

I wont share the questions they asked me to answer in case they use them on air. I was as ever my smutty witty with a dash of sarcasm self. You would be proud.

In Other News

Had a fabulous night out with my bro-mance (those who follow my twitter will know what I am on about). Along with a host of others, Stevyn Colgan and Steve Hills and I headed to a chav pub on Charing Cross Road and drank far too much.

A sign of things to come....CIDER!

With giggles and gossiping, plus snogging and terrible Welsh accents I had a fantastic night. I learnt a lot that made me laugh, slightly cringe but hysterically funny. You need to meet these guys…they are so funny and cute. Muchos love my boys!

My Cornish sex pot Stevyn. I doth love the man. FACT
Abusing the chiselled jaw of Steve. ;p
Flooze! I get kisses from all the boys!
My drunken impression of a secretary on heat/Jordan???!! I blame Stevyn and Steve! Brom-mance ganging up on ickle me!

Packing the house up to move is going well and so is sorting all the Australia tour things. Lets not talk about the mermaid though… I may be tempted to rant publicly which wouldn’t be professional in the slightest. Funny I am sure but not good.

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