Speaking of soaring temperatures, mine went up a considerable amount when I met Jon Snow last week at this event – bit deep for an evening out but where Snowie is concerned, it matter not. Ironically, it was the day there was torrential downpour, so I had to drastically ditch my skirt for jeans at the last minute, plus suffer frizziness to my tresses. Combined with the humidity caused by the mixed weather and travelling on the tube, I didn’t feel I glowed confidentally in appearance. Mr Snow, meanwhile, was wearing a grey suit with a rainbow-esque striped silk tie – the exact combo he strangely wore on the news the following night…just a matter of observation, that’s all.

Chairing a panel of four speakers, Snowie was a natural and as he spoke into his mic at the table, it was as if he was back in the studio, reading the news.  He even injected some humour into his questions and I’m sure he was scoping the audience for babes – or certainly squinting in my direction (I was in the second row.) However, the debate went past its curfew and even Snowie hinted that “people have trains to catch” when the panellists wouldn’t shut up…hmm, maybe he wanted to get away too.  He did look slightly perplexed at the whole thing, especially when the arguments drifted off the point and people started rambling on about the war and oil. I thought the debate was about art!

Any way, I hovered around the stage after the debate to speak to the legend. Such a bag of nerves I was as I babbled while he remained so calm and composed. But ah, yes he remembered me. He also sounded disappointed with the debate (probably wished he had read the news that night). You know, I’ve met him three times and my nerves haven’t subsided at all, in fact they’re worse!

I tried to have a conversation with Snowie despite two other women butting in (how rude!) – I shot them evils. They said they were going to the bar and inquired as to whether Snowie was going to join them for a jar or two, so couldn’t they have saved their chit-chat till then and let me finish?!  Any way, I wasn’t going to leave without asking Jon one crucial question (no, it wasn’t for a date – that would have been my next one) and he replied with “Yes, darling?” Ooh, baby! I keep replaying those two words in my head, unable to believe he uttered them. 

So what did I ask him? Well, I wanted to know if the rumour was true that he was leaving Channel 4 News to go to the BBC – a rumour circulating on Popbitch and his answer? Good God, no way. Well, not quite in those words but he emphatically gave a resounding “no” and that there was no chance since he hadn’t spoken to the Beeb in over 20 years, so my dears, Snowie is to stay with the mighty 4. I can’t begin to tell you what a relief that is. For starters, his collection of ties and socks wouldn’t bode well with the BBC’s protocol.

And so I retreated home with a huge smile across my face. My mate, Zee (who accompanied me to the talk) was thrilled Snowie said hello and shook her hand. Apparently he has soft, warm hands. I don’t think I’ve shook his hand but he grabbed my wrist once, the flirt. And there you have it – another encounter with Jon Snow and let me reiterate, I am NOT his stalker, I just sound like I am one. The man rocks, what more can I say?

Now what’s all this fuss about the new Muse single (other than it’s rather good)? Our Daniel isn’t so sure and according to some of our readers, he’s been quite “harsh”. Oh well, it’s not as if Daniel is a stranger to a bit of controversy – eh, Dan? Well, the boy gave the Keane single a hard time. And now ladies and gentlemen, please welcome back Lisa…