Poor misunderstood Tracey T has contacted Max Clifford begging his help and advice. Well, what a surprise!

She's gonna sell her story - so there!

He ought to go, but he won't. But what about Tracey? Is she expendable? Probably. What about the Offical Secrets Act - does that cover high jinks in the bedroom? There's fodder here for the media for months ahead.

Any Coronation Street fans out there? Are you placing your bets on who the phantom card-sender is? My money is on David Platt, that nightmare son.

He wanted to get rid of his mother's boy friend, who could read him like a book, and he also wants to punish his mother for splitting with his father. He's a nasty piece of work, that boy.

Any bets?

:D

I looked forward to Dr Who last evening - David Tennant is doing well in the role. However Pauline Collins didn't convince me she was Queen Victoria - no presence.
Usually I enjoy each episode but last night I was a bit disappointed. Sure, it was exciting enough as far as it went. The plot started out well, but the rest did not live up to the early promise. I could have done without the royal family joke at the end - a cheap shot. Maybe Russell T Davies is getting a bit too big for his boots.

Let's see what he has for us next Saturday.

There have been so many things I've wanted to gripe about lately - things I've read in the daily newspaper etc but I haven't had the time to sit down and blog.

My latest book has taken up all my time just getting it finished and made presentable for my publisher. Now that's done, and maybe I'll have time for blogging but I also want to read, read, read.

:D