my husband was trying to talk to me the other night (a first) and i said "seriously - shut up - i'm reading a really good thread about peter andre". he left for the solicitors toute suite.
can't wait to see fantafeatures tongiht on the telly. he's such a twat. it's the embolism i feel sorry for.
did i harp on about the time i saw june (junior) and bisterrrr in fishers farm park years and years ago. they were both in pushchairs with two nannies. junior had a white ralph lauren jumper and white trousers on, with chocolate ice cream all dripping down the jumper.
me being a stalker supremo went to talk to the small people (june and bist) - "oh my god - you're off the telly!!!!" the nannies looked at me as though i was mental (not so much, nannies, i merely love those kids as much as pete does) and whisked junior and bistahhhh off presto pronto.