Hello! I was supposed to be here last week but I clearly didn’t get round to filling this page which is most annoying when I had quite a few things to talk about. A week in my life seems like a long time ago, come to think of it.

To sum up the previous seven days, I have red and purple hair (it's this season's hot colours or as I'd like to call it, the aubergine look), I discovered the manager of the hair salon I frequent (and whom I regard has quite a hottie) has just become a father to twin girls (he offered me a vitamin C supplement) and my faithful CD player died before it’s 13^th birthday. Normally I wouldn’t turn down a shopping opportunity (particularly when I haven’t been on a spree for months) but on this occasion, I wasn’t in the mood to be stuck in a grid-lock of traffic towards Brent Cross when I had more important things to do.

However, I needed a replacement so after some umming and aahing, I raced towards a well known department store (from where I had got the now dead CD hi-fi separate). Imagine my dumbstruck look when the bloke who was responsible for directing customers to the appropriate sales person told me they don’t sell such products any more but that I could try a specialist shop. I was like, “erm, OK, thanks” and he then ignored me, the prick. Honestly, it wasn’t going to break his back to be a little more courteous. Plum.

Any way, I descended upon an electronic shop and promptly asked for a CD player to fit with my amplifier and speaker system and the old man just laughed in my face. Once he had composed himself, he informed me that CD players were no longer being manufactured as there was no demand for hi-fi separates, and that the future was home cinema systems – surround sound speakers and a DVD player which plays DVDs as well as music CDs. That is all very grand but what was I going to do with my existing and quite frankly, fantastic speakers and amplifer?! No way was I going to make them redundant. I was told to forget the CD player and go with a home cinema or just plug an iPod into the amplifier with a simple cable – “no need for CDs, play it all from your iPod!” Erm, maybe I do want to play music directly from CDs instead of wasting hours away, ripping them on my computer before transferring files onto an mp3 player. I mean, I have hundreds of CDs, so why do I want to compress them into an mp3 player, which quite frankly wouldn't be able to hold every single track?! I'm not a nerd either! Also I don’t have room for a sodding home cinema set in my room and no HD TV either. He clearly wasn’t having any of it but after some time, I managed to make my excuses and left the shop. Gah!

Well the man did give me some useful and honest advice so I bought a cheap cable to connect my portable CD player and mp3 player to my amplifier but I have ordered a DVD player too, which I will connect to my hi-fi system and it only cost £30! That CD player was £150 almost 13 years ago. *sob* I tried using my portable CD player but it was a nuisance to have to get up and walk to it every time I wanted to change a track or repeat a CD since its functions are obviously quite limited. Is there a point to this long and winded story? Yes! It means I am so out of touch with modern technology and I feel really old for being so clueless about something so obvious. I was quite pleased I saved a fortune too, which I quickly blew on a pair of knee-high boots. Nice one!

In other news, I am possibly interviewing someone famous this week so I’ve got to research on them quickly, plus I will be dragging myself to see The Feeling. I’ll reveal the identity of the interviewee next week if I get this interview. These things have a terrible habit of being cancelled at the last minute like the Bloodhound Gang which was never rescheduled. Oh well, their loss.

Before I finish, I was marginally excited to see Jamie Theakston last Friday on my lunch break - he looked awful but then again that might be because he had just left the gym round the corner. More intriguing was the fact that he clearly hadn't showered after his session and therefore looked really skanky and scruffy. Unfortunately the camera on my spanking new phone had a delayed reaction and by the time I managed to focus on the lanky presenter, he was half way down the road. Gah! I could have won £250 in Heat magazine for papping him!

Right, I'm off to search for some purple clothes to go with my hair. See you next week!

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