What time do I call this? Hang on, didn't I use those same words in my last editorial? It's becoming a regular, bad habit - skiving off this page but you know my excuses. The site continues to be updated nonetheless though I am far less vocal on here than I used to be.

Work is absolutely great, but it's other demands that get the best of me - plus I've recently got roped into and hooked on MySpace. Is that a huge slice of humble pie I see before me? Well, I won't go as far as adding snazzy backgrounds, video clips and talking endlessly about myself (that is what this page is for) but so far it's been pretty good fun plastering messages of abuse on mates' pages and being discovered by old school chums. I've even egged Mojo to sign up and ha, she's given in too! See if you can find us.

The only disturbing thing is random blokes wanting to add me to their circle of friends and when I check their profiles, they have oodles of scantily clad women on there. I mean, what do they take me for?! I'm not a hussy! Some of these women have all parts of their anatomy hanging out and I'm not about to get mine out, thank you very much.

I do have a confession - in the first week or so, I had a former popstar contact me. I recognised him but stopped myself from telling him that I always thought he was gay. Actually, I wouldn't class him as a popstar because he never really sang, he just danced and now he does various bits of choreography on TV and in videos. He told me he knew a famous actor I mentioned and gave me his instant messenger address. When we logged on at the same time and started to chat, I soon got the distinct impression his mind was elsewhere and swiftly booted him off. Well, his opening question to me asking where I lived. God, I don't even find him attractive so what was he thinking?! Blimey, I do get myself into some strange situations. And yes, that is a lousy claim to fame!

Any way, that's your lot as I've got to yank my socks up and get busy with updating the site. Bye for now!