Fat Mancunian

When this blog began some time ago I was quite rude about comedian and TV presenter Rufus Hound. Having seen him on this year's Glastonbury coverage, and watching him clearly share my love for Guy Garvey when gushingly interviewing him, I think I was a big harsh. (..and wasn't Edith Bowman's introduction interesting!) Elbow, by the way, were the best thing at Glastonbury so far (from what I've seen on BBC3 anyway. Ting Tings second and Manu Chao a close third!

Last weigh in was June 11th and I was 22 stone 7 pounds. 17 days later..... .......21 stone 8 pounds!! 1 pound off a stone in 2 and a half weeks. GET IN!!!! Only another 5 to go!!!

Beard sent me this...

I watched this episode last night and had to stop the machine because I was laughing so much!

Brilliant!

You may have known him as the guy from Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure Not around anymore, yet Jim Davidson lives! Work that out!

That's the starting weight. I need to get down to 16 stone, really. In preparation for the trip to Killimanjaro I've had the first bout of injections needed so for the next ten years I am officially resistant to Yellow Fever and something else. I get 2 more next week. The plan today is to do an hour down the gym...but it will be sunny...and I will be tired...ho hum!

Wanted £125million, only got £23.5 and so now comes the appeal. The poor lamb! What an utter c**t!

BUY THIS!!! It's amazing!!

I found a calendar in work. One of those freebies that companies give you, and it has a number of inspirational quotes on there. It starts off well but loses it when we get to April. January - Charles Darwin from "The Origin Of The Species" - It is not the strongest of the species that survive, nor the most intelligent, but the one most responsive to change " February - former US President who wasn't a nutter Franklin D Roosevelt - When you come to the end of your rope...tie a knot and hang on " March - all round good egg Ghandi - He that would have the fruit must climb the tree . ...and here's where it loses it... April - CELINE DION!!!! I read no further!

A powerhouse performance by our 2nd XI! No Scousers at Wembley! All I need is the lottery win and I'm sorted!

The showbiz bitchy blogs are full of Britney rubbernecking. It's all obviously a bit sad and hopefully the turning point for the poor love. However, looking at this picture of her dad arriving at the hospital to see her from Popsugar.. http://popsugar.com/gallery/202124/?page=0,3,0&show=large Isn't that Paul Heaton?

1. Get fitter - I put on 8 pounds over Christmas. Even for me that's some going. Plus, I've been invited up to Loch Ness later in the year to do a charity event for my cousin and I don't want to keel over while doing it. Off to the gym after work. No, honestly! Stop looking at me like that! 2. Money! - this year is already pretty much devoted to sorting my dire finances out. Once I've moved over (hopefully within the next two weeks) it should be a little easier! 3. Just do it! - Carried over from last year because it seemed to work when I remembered to do it. No over-thinking, if it feels right, do it! 4. Try not to get pregnant! - There's got to be one I can definately keep!

...seems to be on the mend..and thank God. I was starting to feel guilty about what I wrote yesterday!

There's every chance this hasn't embedded properly, so try http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=nqPzSo5rpkU&feature=related Not the most ideal time for a stalwart of Merseyside Culture to fall ill. Days after the BBC made a big fuss of him with a night of shows Ken Dodd has been admitted into hospital. I hope he makes a recovery. Primarily because he's funny and one of the last real showmen but also because I can't be doing with another mawkish display of grieving from our Scouse brethren. I don't want to start the New Year off with professional Scousers (who all live in London, funny that) demanding a public holiday. If the worst does happen, I wonder if they'll have Diddymen carrying his coffin?

My best mate in the world has just got a new dog. It is a Schnauzer and she has named him Dougie. The reason for this only becomes apparent when you say his name followed by his breed. Go on. Say it. For this reason, I can no longer associate with her. :)

I did it! I braved the bin-shed. As you may have read earlier in the blog I was umming and aahing about whether or not to drive my binbags somewhere else rather than chuck them into my own bin due to the infestation of rats at the current Green home. Well, the smell got to be too much for me as I woke this afternoon and a cleaning spree took hold so they went. No more nonsense! Out they went...and I didn't see one rat...... .....mainly I assume because I had my eyes closed as I opened the shed door, squinted to see if I had taken the bin lid off properly and threw the bags in, then locked up quickly and went about my business. I've no idea if they're being scurried over and eaten by the bastard rodents as we speak. I can't think about that too much! In other news, after starving myself in anticipation of the beans and toast I was going to have when I got to Work 2, imagine my disgust when I saw that some swine had used the last of my bread for their OWN toast AND helped...

I heard this afternoon about the death of Kevin Greening. It was a shock to say the least and absolutely tragic. I had a few people texting me wondering how he'd died and, according to his agent, it was "peacefully in his sleep". This makes it more unbelievable. That there's no proper reason for it. Anyway, he was one of the very very best. If you look to create intelligent radio and are unafraid to treat your audience with the respect they deserve then Kevin was the standard you forever try to emulate. One of the wittiest and effortless broadcasters I've ever heard and I can only extend my best wishes and condolences to those close to him. Media Guardian - 31st December

If you can, visit the BBC's fabulous Listen Again player to listen to yesterday's "Scott Mills Gold". Chappers, who was down to link in between re-packaged bits of the Drivetime show, wasn;t well and so who do the men in the know get in to do it instead? Westwood. My favourite part is the first link into Take That. It's brilliant radio gold and makes me wish (and you if you also work in radio) that we could be this honest about the tripe we;re forced to play. http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio1 - Go to "Listen/Podcasts"

Just how illegal is fly-tipping? I live in a house containing 6 flats which stands on it's own next to a railway line pretty much in the middle of nowhere. The reason I asked the question is because as a result of our isolation from civilisation a plague of rats has invaded the little shed where we keep our bins. All week I've taken down my bin bags only to be scared off by the scuttering of at least 14 rats in the bin-shed and so I took the bags back upstairs. I've done this at all hours. In the dead of night as I leave for work (4am usually) is just too scary, they've leapt out on those occasions. I even did some reading up (OK, it was Wikipedia) and saw that rats were supposed to be nocturnal but at 1pm they were still there, running to and from the sewer grid. Now I know what day the bins are collected in the neighbouring villages, surely it's not wrong for me to just place my bags near the communal set-down points on the High Street is it? All this to avoid pos...