Mariellaaaahhhh!

Hurrah! The Book Show has returned on Sky - the best (and, let's face it, the only) book show on the box. Wasn't Diana Athill amazing? Definitely want to read one of her books now. And Sadie Jones, too - I absolutely loved The Outcast, thought it was incredibly moving and well-written, especially for a first novel.
As for the lovely Mariella, I think I want to be her, actually. She's so intelligent and quick, but such a warm, teasing interviewer too. Oh, she's fab. And I loved that dress she was wearing last night too. Mariella, if you ever google yourself and find yourself here (I suspect she is above such things but you never know) please let me know where you got that dress from. I think I saw Nicole Farhi flash by in the credits, but please tell me it was really from Top Shop and I will be very happy.

I also put in some time on the old Wii Fit last night... well done me. Gym membership has gone out the window these days (actually it went out the window last September) so I'm doing 40 minutes on the Wii Fit every other day. And not just the fun balance games either - 30 minutes aerobic stuff and then some stretchy muscle exercises. Annoyingly it said I'd put on 4 pounds over Crimbo so I feel the need to "burn that fat" as the man says in the Super Boxing routine. Embarrassingly, I saw my old Gym Manager in Sainsburys the other week - and he started lecturing me there in the toiletries aisle about letting my membership slide. "I got bored," I told him honestly. He flinched, as if anyone could find his precious gym anything less than scintillating. "I'm just worried about your heart," he said insincerely. "By not exercising, you're lining up all sorts of future problems for yourself - heart disease and..."
This was all in front of my four-year-old so I started to get pissed off at that point. "Oh, up yours," I said, pushing him into the Dove shower gel.
No, I didn't really. I told him to stop bloody lecturing me and swished off with my trolley.
Oh, all right, so I didn't exactly do that either. I said "My heart is absolutely fine, thanks," and gave him a hard Paddington Bear stare. And that was that.

Anyway, I'm Super-Hula-Hooping like these no tomorrow these days, I've even got that annoying music spinning round in my head now. You wait, I'll have Kate Moss thighs by February. (Oh, it's great to be anonymous when you make claims like that!!)