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Saturday, January 10, 2009

It's not easy to watch your favourite programme when there's a fearsome animal guarding the remote control...

Big Cat Encounter
Cbeebies is out the window, and we're stuck with Big Cat Live.

But when she's not fighting fat furry felines, Amelie's been visiting Lisa's side of the family. I picked her up from her Nanny's flat after work yesterday, where Lisa's sister handed her to me with the words "I've always wondered what Phil would look like in a dress. Now I know". I'm still not sure how to take that.

Incidentally, it seems I was setting a bit of a trend with Thursday's post. Having given Rob Johnston the life-saving oxygen of publicity, the non-story of his resignation was picked up by the national press, with both The Daily Telegraph and the Evening Standard publishing their versions of events yesterday. Which is ironic because I thought it barely warranted a mention in the Argus. The Evening Standard manages to leave out the fact that he's from Brighton, in an effort to make it relevant to Londoners, and uses the headline "PC's Blog: I Hate Chavs and Muslims", which is wrong on so many levels. But the article's written by Ed Harris, who was great in Apollo 13, so you have to forgive him really.

Anyhoo, must dash. I'm throwing a dinner party tonight for a couple of friends, so I need to go and prepare a gourmet meal for four, complete with high-quality entertainment. It's like an episode of 'Come Dine With Me', but with a £1 dessert from Asda and a DVD of 'Mamma Mia'. I've only got a three-seater sofa and no dining table, but you can't let these things put you off. And besides, Lisa can always sit on the floor.