WHilst I am waiting for those desperate housewives to grace my screen (Hmmm Brie Van der Camp) I will flick through the paper and make some serious and analytical comments...not! (Well seriosly Anal perhaps)

In the news
Dame Kelly Holmes is to be national schools sports champion. Now if they want kids to be into sports again bring back 'We are the champions' with Ron Pickering. And wearing the blue tops with the red stripe is ......

A man has been arrested after listing Poo as an ingredient on a packet of ham. Thats teribble, It should have been listed on the Pot Noodles instead. And wearing the Orange top with the ankle cuffs is......

OK this has been stolen from Ajnspencer. If you link back to him you might be able to find who he stole it from. Believe me this has been thoroughly larconised!

1.What time did you get up this morning?
6:39 am as always

2. Diamonds or pearls?
Diamonds, then hearts then clubs then spades

3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?
Memoires of a Geisha, but I hope to see Brokeback Mountain this weekend

4. What is your favourite TV show?
How long have you got? At the mo its Sea of Souls thats impressing me most

5. What did you have for breakfast?
What AJ said

6. What is your middle name?
Hmmm. Too embarrassing

7. What is your favourite cuisine?
Indian, and good old fashioned roast

8. What foods do you dislike?
Bounty bars.

9. What is your favourite crisp flavour?
Pickled onion monster munch

10. What is your favourite CD at the moment?
Electric blue - Andy Bell

11. What characteristics do you despise?
The Happy Slapping mentality. Yobs!

12. Favourite item of clothing?
Suit and Tie! Honest! Wear em all the time. Makes me feel good but i do get shouted at in shops

13. What colour pants/knickers are you wearing?
Brown haha

14. Favourite time of the day?
Home Time

15. What was your most memorable birthday?
My 22nd. Rather pleasant story about that.

16. Where were you born?
Upstairs. Just after Coronation Street

17. What's the last thing you ate?
A Jammy Dodger

18. If you were a crayon, what colour would you be?
What sort of surreal question is that? Can I answer 'Wibble'?

19. Favourite flower?
Allergic to 'em

20. Favourite Beatle?
Death Watch

21. Coke or Pepsi?
Coke with Lime

22. Do you have any pets?
Allergic to 'em

23. Last person you talked to on the phone?
My sister. I'm the only brother that remembered her birthday

24. What did you want to be when you were little?
Not Bullied

25. What do you first notice about someone?
What they wear. I'm shallow.

26. Siblings?
On sister two brothers

27. What was your favourite toy as a child?
Mouse Trap is the one I remember. Sorry Jojo

28. Summer or Winter?
Can I have spring. Not too hot not too cold?

29. Favourite cartoon character?
Eric from Dungeons and Dragons. Mr Benn. Dan Dare

30. Chocolate or vanilla?
Chocolate

31. What is under your bed?
The living room

32. In how many cities have you lived in.
plymouth and london ish

I am going to take up another blog by writing another real life account. This is another scary moment, but not of the supernateral kind, but definitely of the brown trouser kind!

But befoore I do I suppose I could explain what brought the story to mind. Today I was chatting to my sixth and one of them was explaining that she didnt like a particular subject. While she was talking, the chapel organ started playing in the background. It was almost like it was a cheesy horror movie where when someone is describing something bad, the music in the background goes low and haunting.

Which reminded me of a time when I was in York, climbing up the Minster Tower.

Now I have to tell you that I have a fear of heights and Spiral staircases (Strange but true) When climbing them I feel like I am falling all the time and my legs go wobbly. So why was I climbing the Minster Tower? Well I believe it is good to challenge your fears.... sometimes.

Anyway I was coming back down the tower's spiral staircase and I was grabbing hold of the hand rail for dear life, as it was the only thing stopping me falling to certain death. And I came to a part where there was no hand-rail. I stopped. All was quiet. My OH had gone further down, as had a little girl who could skip down the staircase unafraid (The Bitch). Bu eery time I tried to move down by letting go of the hand rail, the fear in my stomach gripped me and I couldnt move. But I needed to. So I got up the courage I let go of the hand rail and stepped forward. It was at that moment the Minster organ belted out three chords. It was like some kind of Horror movie. I almost Poo'd myself! Talk about timing. It took a few more minutes before I could pluck up the courage to try again.

There!

I have bared my soul