So it all started at Swanky Sundays… theme = the future. Outfits = see below

Very messy night… I always find that with fancy dress parties… is it because you get so excited about dressing up that you get carried away and having one more than you usually would…???

Anyway, the madness continued into the week, with Crystal on Wednesday night followed by Cuckoo club on Thursday….

Chilled out on friday because I was gonna fucking die from tiredness!! I tell you what, it is bloody hard work…. getting ready, going out, being entertaining all night… you probably think I am acting ungrateful or spoiled, but honestly, you wanna give it a go…. plus I was working every day too…. whilst I’m thinking about it, I did this job… just a modeling one, dressing up as a police woman… a bit random, but wasn’t too bad… we all have to pay the rent after all… so anyway, I turned up with my friend Jacqui A (see picture above)… shortly afterwards we got sacked… I couldn’t believe it!! I’ve never been sacked from anything in my whole life… the woman who we were working for was basically completely mad… it was like she was from the planet Zog… anyway, apparently, me and Jacqui had been sleeping on a sofa instead of working, which by the way is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard, considering I hadn’t been near a bloody sofa all god damn day… and this was enough to get sacked… I partly blame Jac (sorry babe)… basically, she had been feeling rather ill, so dragged me off to get chips to make herself feel better… we got caught… then binned… never mind… as I said the lady we were working for was nuts anyway… it did anger me though… quite a lot… Now I’m not one for blowing my top, in fact I am probably the most laid back and placid person you’ll meet, but on this occasion, after being accused of something that I actually hadn’t done, I lost my rag at the crazy little woman… I felt bad afterwords about shouting at her, but she really pushed my buttons…

Anyway, after a well earned rest on Friday, it was time to hit the party seen again on Saturday… Now I have a very good friend who goes by the name of Dax…. Now Dax is a lovely guy and we always like to help a brother out, he is a club promoter and we tend to swan on down to quite a few of his nights. On Saturday he decided that it was gonna be yet another theme night… now, I love dressing up as do the rest of the ponies, so the prospect of a theme night is always exciting and a chance to go all out… The thing was, the theme was Trailer Trash Girls and Country Bumpkin Boys…. Now considering most of the ponies are from the suburbs of London, we are quite accustomed to Chavs and their dress code… so not wanting to disappoint, we went all out….

The only trouble is… we were the only ones who did…that’s right… we turned up at a night club on the busiest night of the week… dressed as trailer trash… and we were the only ones… In fact I’m not even convinced yet that it wasn’t a wind up… the looks we got were needless to say, priceless… In fact at one point 2 of the ponies popped outside for a cig, and as they were trying to get back into the club too nasty girls actually said “seriously, you’re not going to let them into the club dressed like that and not us?” can you believe that!!

Regardless, it’s been a fab, but knackering 7 days… I need too sleep it off now…. x

Last Monday I did a photo shoot for the front cover of 100% Biker magazine with one of my dad’s bikes…. for those of you that don’t know, and most of you probably don’t, my dad builds old, classic, British bikes such as Norton’s and Vincents…. and to be fair is probably one of the best bike builders in the world…. sorry had a bit of a proud moment there… anyway…. one of my Dad’s bike’s has just won an award for the best Cafe Racer in Europe or something, so loads of Bike magazines want to shoot the bike etc…. so the random thing wasn’t actually doing the shoot, I’m used to that, it was prancing around, in my underwear, doing the typical Benny Hill type poses on the bike… with my Dad watching… can’t help but feel it may have been a bit wrong??? LoL So that was last Monday….

Didn’t really have that many plans for the rest of the week, so was just pottering around doing the odd silly job to tide me over and then suddenly I’m on a private jet, going to Mallorca with 2 of the show ponies, Jacqui and Liz where I have been all weekend and I’ve just got back…. again random…

Liz and Jac’s on the Private Jet!!!!!

Too top it all off, whilst it was snowing in the UK, it was very hot in Spain, which to be fair I didn’t really bank on, so there I was, sitting in the sun, having a lovely lunch on the beach (feel free to be jealous whenever you want! ha ha), not realizing just how strong the sun was…. when I got back to the hotel to take a shower…. low and behold, I had burnt, in a clear line across the whole of my chest and down both of my arms, whilst the rest of me remains completely white!! This my friends is not a good look I can tell you… random sun tan behaviour is not big or clever and now I have to walk around like a dick head with this tan until it eventually decides to go!!

Liz, me and Jackie…. Me looking quite red, (see neck line for details)… and a little bit drunk… whilst Liz had just finished being a Rock Star in the Kareoke Bar!!

Oooooo… just got motion sickness then as well whilst typing…. that doesn’t feel good…. in fact, may have to go lay down till it subsides…..

 It’s taken me a while to be fair, to get to the point that I want to start writing about myself…. and even now I don’t know if I really do…. you see, although I review other peoples stuff on my show Podfinder Uk, I find it hard putting myself under the micro scope… I suppose that’s because when you do, you open yourself up for criticism…. Now that’s not to say that I can’t take it, but I am a sensitive soul and don’t like thinking about the fact that people might not like me…. I mean when I read comments on the Podfinder UK site or any other site for that matter and I get slagged off… it hurts, and then I think about it obsessively for days…. I don’t know what this says about me as a person… or why I would even care for that matter… but I do…. I think it’s because I’m used to being liked…. or at least thinking I am…. Maybe I’m not and people are just to scared to say??? You see, alot of people say when they meet me that they are intimidated…. well they don’t say that of course when they 1st meet me, they later tell me that once we’re friends… This is something about myself that I’ve never really been able to figure out… you see, in most situations, when I 1st meet people, I tend to feel a bit out of my depth myself…. but obviously I never want to actually show this, so I front it out…. I also hate being false, and when you first meet people, that’s what it always seems to be… falsed…. falsed conversation, fake smiling and fake laughing, and I HATE it…. so I suppose, I just stay quite, and I don’t know if maybe this comes across as being arrogant or stand offish… but that’s never my intention, and when you know me, you learn that that’s not what I’m about at all….

When I first met ‘The Show Ponies’ this is exactly what happened… You see ‘the Show Ponies’ are now some of my best friends but I’ve only known most of them since 2006…. I first met most of them on a super car rally that I work on as a model called Carbon Black www.carbonblack.co.uk… The other ponies are also models, and trust me, if you’ve ever walked into a room, full of some of the most beautiful women in the world, with amazing faces and bodies…that’s what you call intimidating!! You can’t help but size yourself up and compare yourself and think… am I actually good enough to be here?? But apparently I was, and still am, and now they are my girls… infact my friends are really the centre of my world… well apart from my family…. which to be fair only really comprises of 3 people…. anyway…. me and the girls have seemed to pick up the title of ‘the show ponies’ and these  are the girls I have the most fun with clip clopping around the west end to parties and generally getting up to mischief…. It’s unusual to get a group of girls that’s so big, so close, and not at all jealous or bitchy towards each other, but against the odds we’ve done it, and it’s great.

Talking about great…. during the week it was my mum’s birthday and as it was an extra special one, me, my Daddy and my Sister, decided to make a fuss of her and go up to the big smoke, have some dinner and go to the theatre to see Jersey Boys…. Now, the chances are that you wouldn’t have seem this musical as it only made it’s debut last week, but if you get the chance you HAVE to go… It was one of the BEST musicals I have been to see in a very, very long time… It’s about the life and music of Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons…. Now, I was actually quite surprised that alot of people don’t actually know who they are, but trust me you’ll know their songs. I grew up on this sort of music as the parents always listened to 1548am Capital Gold when I was growing up, so I was kinda brain washed into liking music from the 60’s and 70’s…. Anyway, it is superb and I can’t recommend it enough… when I was booking the tickets, I was stumbling around the net looking for reviews on the Broadway show and found this great podcast…. it tells you all about the show and gives you background on the cast and also the latest news…. it you wanna go have a look then the address is www.jerseyboyspodcast.com. or go and watch the show video for a sneaky peek at www.prince-edward-theatre.co.uk and go to view show video. Anyway, if you want a great show then def go and see it… awesome…