Ok, let's get one thing straight. This 'Katy 4 Glyn' business you see above you is a work of fiction and delusion in the mind of Avril Lavigne obsessive and internet radio DJ, David and should not be taken seriously. I have not and never have had a thing for Glyn from last summer's Big Brother - quite the opposite in fact. So please, lets all move along now, there's nothing to see here...lets ignore the fact that David has concocted this little world in his head where I lust after teenage boys with thin heads who don't know how to look after themselves or boil an egg, let's wipe this from our brains and pretend it never happened! And if anyone is interested, being able to turn on a washing machine and make toast without calling your mother for advice is very high up on my list of preferences in a human. If this applies to you and you are available, phone numbers to the usual address please.

For those of you not already in the know, which is probably most of you - the extremely lovely Paul and David do a radio show on UK Nova Radio (Tuesdays 7-9), it is a hilarious mix of genre-spanning tunes and chat with the occasional bit of live music in the form of David on guitar and Paul on vocals and laughter thrown in for good measure. A few days ago David asked me which song I would like dedicated to me this week which is cool and very sweet. Usually they are happy to play anything but this week I couldn't think of anything so I suggested that David play something he thought suitable for me based on what he knows about me and lo and behold last night I was very honoured to be the first record played! Very honoured that is until the opening bars of Whitesnake's 'Here I Go Again' kicks in. Now don't get me wrong - I love 80's rock as much as the next woman, heck - I was even in a band once that got reviewed as an 80's throwback band which went down very well at the time but this particular track is about someone who spends their life alone, walking alone in fact down a road they've always known...let's check out those lyrics for ourselves...

'And here I go again on my own,
Goin down the only road I've ever known,
Like a hobo* I was born to walk alone...'

Excellent, thanks David - based on what you know about me you think that this sad tale just about sums it up! It's the vote of confidence a permantly single girl needs. Oh and what's this? You have just told everyone live on air that I love Glyn off Big Brother too? Embassador, with this musical dedication you are really spoiling me! Tune in to Paul and David's show next week when David will dedicate 'Who Let The Dogs Out' to me and tell everyone about the time I accidentily exposed myself to my swimming teacher.

*Fact fans may like to know that in the 1987 version of this track, this word was changed to 'drifter' for fear of anyone thinking Whitesnake singer, David Coverdale was singing 'homo'. Honestly...

People spend a lot of time trying to enjoy their lives and finding the secret to happiness, having given up on this I like to give myself credit for simply surviving. Three cheers, me.  

I go to a lot of weddings each year for work so I have to survive God on a regular basis. I think to myself during the service - if I can just get through the vows without slashing my wrists I'll be 3 degrees stronger than before. 

Back in 5 milleniums 

Magic in a cup 

I'm changing a few things around here

Look! My photos have gone! The 'Make Poverty History' Banner has gone (I think Bob's sorted all that out now so we don't need to worry anymore) which I'm sure you're devastated about and most importantly - the music section has gone cos man, those links were old! I will replace it soon with something a bit more up to date and by that I don't neccesarily mean I am going to start linking to bands like Razorlight and The Klaxons, if I do this - be sure to wait for me in a bush with a sniper gun and put me out of my misery, I simply mean I will hopefully just link to current stuff I'm actually listening to. I'm not really sure I understand why I think you people out there in Cyberspace give two craps about what I'm listening to but it seems to be what us bloggers do. Speaking of Razorlight, have I ever mentioned my intense hatred of them to you before? It all started whenever they were born and has gone on from there. It's funny how that happens, some bands are just not your thing or don't interest you and that's about it. Some bands however, cause such a physical reaction in you that you have to wonder if they didn't once attack you in a dark alley, steal all your clothes and give you a nasty disease and you were so traumatised that you blanked the experience out but the feelings and a vague sense of who they're directed at remain...but I digress. Oh yes, changes to my blog...music etc. I will post some more things soon and try and replace those hideously old photos with something more current too. God, maybe I'll even change the name again - or the colours - maybe I'll get in touch with Satan and see if she fancies blogging again. What do you think? I was touched by Phill (hello!) emailing me last week or the week before for advice from Satan and to make a confession, that brought back memories. His confession truly was shocking and filthy and amoung the worst I've ever heard. It was almost beyond my Satanic powers of recovery, but I think I helped the best I could and definitely enjoyed getting back into my old shoes and getting my horns out again. It's been too long. All those in favour of Satan's problem page returning, please scream 'I hate Razorlight' after the tone....see you guys soon with newness!