One of the things I have never understood about celebrities is how they crave the common life and go into newspapers as Mrs B or Mr J and say I am just an ordinary joe (as if they aren't there because they are, hmm, celebrities). So we have celeb X who says I am really just Mrs J down the supermarket. Except they are not are they. I have never craved celebrity, that's not a confession but a statement of fact, although in certain circumstances it is thrust upon you (and its nice when you have a brief glimmer). I have friends who are poets (very few celebs there) but they do enjoy their moment in the sun, shade, spotlight and I guess that's not so hard to understand. Getting published is that kind of a deal and yet even that becomes just ok. I have never known a book yet (34 and counting) that didn't feel over as soon as it was published. But hey ho, maybe I have had it lucky. Right now I am writing lots but I am keeping it to myself. Celebs take heed, you can do it just for yourself if you weren't so addicted to yourselves… umm, that sounds a bit rude but we can all be up our own arse sometimes. Hey ho, hey ho, hup, hup, ho… Me and my Abbi love to play this very loud in the car - and car dancing is one of the great joys of life!
