Lateesha Rodriguez

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I am ashamed to report that I didn’t get out of bed until it was 1pm.

I am happy though to tell you that Marion didn’t either, I thought initially she was out but the latch was on…the proper one this time!

I walked in the pissing rain to collect “Lateesha” (we have renamed my car just to give it a little bit more BLING) and came straight home.

Today was miserable. I decided that I should take the time to re-format my blog before going away. What do you all think? Jo, do you approve of the logo?

Lou was at work and was emailing me back and forth pretty much for hours.

We were sending pictures to each other, each one getting funnier and funnier…to the point Lou was hysterically laughing at her work and Marion was slamming the door as she couldn’t watch the ‘Whale Rider’.

I walked down to the Prince and met up with Lou and Brydie for a few beers. It seemed half the pimps and ho’s in Melbourne were there, so we moved on to a few other places and ended up going back to Brydie’s.

Brydie, you have an amazing voice chick, you should really do more with your singing and the guitar. Lou, you were so funny running around ‘the lodge’ in that wet suit…you looked like you were going to stop breathing at one point!

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Is Brydie your real name?

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I was up pretty early this morning to meet up with Brydie, Nic and some of their friends for breakfast at the Galleon.This is the only place I have found that served sesame seed bagels and cream cheese. It doesn’t take much to make me a happy bunny.

I wanted togo to the Southland Mall, so asked Brydie and Marion if they wanted to tag along. I didn’t buy much, just checking the price of suitcases.

We dropped Brydie back home and I went to my bed for a ‘Nana Nap’…I am getting old!

Lou came over for dinner and when she headed to work I drove on up to Carlton to collect Brydie from her show.

We had made arrangements to finish off Bad Girls Season 5 but I stupidly forgot to rent the DVD’s so we ended up watching Season 1 again.

Ahhhhh we love and miss Helen & Nikki!

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I got you Sista!

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I was up early this morning as I had made an appointment to have my car evaluated from the accident that I had last year in Broome. I nearly forgot all about it and decided the other day to call and see if I was still eligable to have the repairs made on my car…they said I did, so I went along to a place this morning. I have to say they were very organised and it looks like it will be a pretty easy process.

I met up with David at lunchtime and we went along to Sloppy Joe’s. It was great chatting to him again and hearing all the gossip from the ship. I haven’t missed much it seems.

I had a bit of a nap in the afternoon and headed into the city to meet up with some of the guy’s I worked with at the village. It was Meri’s birthday, so we all met at a Mexican Restaurant on Johnson St and then we went on to the Builders Arms to meet up with Toby.

I had a good night, it was great catching up with Tamsin, Debs, Claire, Emily, Toby and Meri. Guy’s I hope we all stay in touch x

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Unlucky for Schapelle…20

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Mum, I cannot believe that I am going to publicly admit to this, but I went to bingo tonight and it was totally fantastic!

No, I am not loosing the plot! An old friend from the ships, David Summerville was in town and we arranged to meet up at the Elwood Lounge for a few beers and yes a game of bingo.

We chatted for a while then Lou arrived and we bought our bingo tickets. $5 got us three cards.

It wasn’t any old bingo though, it was Bogan Bingo! YAY! Bogans, would be the equivalent of a Chav back home, basically a scally working class male.

The two guy’s who ran this thing were brilliant. They were dressed in mullets, stonewashed jeans, flannel shirts with t-shirts underneath and had an array of prizes which included Porn, plonk, a fantastic green glowing spinning Jesus Christ (which I wanted) and plastic chickens. Oh and they played 80’s rock full blast all night.

They explained the rules…here are some of them…

  • When they called a 2 (2 little ducks) we were to all shout “Quack”…then they played a sound clip of a duck and a gunshot being fired. 22 was done twice.
  • Any number ending in a 4 everyone was to shout “Your Mum’s a Whore”
  • All numbers starting with a 6 were making fun of Kiwis (I guess the Aussie’s feel the Kiwis pronounce “six” as “sex”) - so 68 was described as “a Kiwi having sex with a fat woman”.
  • When 45 was called everyone sang “Living On A Prayer” by Bon Jovi,
  • Any number called ending in 9 everyone was to yell “Sweet Child Of Mine” (which they played full blast) and have gave plastic guitars out to the audience for a challenge between a couple of contestants where the winner was given the chance to spin the ’Jimmy Barnes Wheel of justic’. At this point everyone chanted PORN, PORN, PORN!

Some other crackers were “Keys to the Torana, 18″; “I thought she was legal, 15″; “Unlucky for some, 13″ and ”Unlucky for Schapelle, 20.”

Our table didn’t win anything (gutted didn’t win Jesus Christ) but we did have lots of fun. I wish we had found this place months ago.

They also do Disco Bingo and Blingo (bingo with attitude). Will have to go when I return.

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NO dogs or cats allowed!

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I was up pretty early this morning, which was quite surprising.

I was on my last bits of clean clothes so I went back to my favourite Laundromat to attempt to do another wash. In this laundromat there is now only one machine working…why open?

I took clothes out of the machine that had been washed and out of fear of the person returning and being pissed that I touched their clothes I sat and read my book.

The wash finished and the person had still not come to collect their clothes. I am glad I didn’t wait for them!

I hung up my washing and took a drive out to Brighton to the Beach Bathing Boxes down at Middle Beach. The pictures that I took back in August were taken with my laptop, so I decided since it was quite a nice day I would go on down and take some more.

I then headed down to the St Kilda Pier for a walk. It’s been a while since I went down there but I love it. Even if they don’t allow dogs or cats!

Brydie…why?

I came home, relaxed in front of the TV, Lou came over for dinner and I watched a movie. Pretty dull hey!

Steph sent an email…”Hi Cath, Just a quickie - I am confused….are you leaving Oz and going to Qatar???? How long for??? Are there cities in Qatar?! Is it all desert and camels? Isn’t it like when Chandler from Friends was running away to Yemen (i.e. 15 Yemen St, Yemen)? I may need to look at a map now…Write back and let me know the score, innit?!! Sx”

Ok here is the dilly…

First of all you cheeky biatch, no it is not a desert, it’s a dessert (pudding to be precise…chocolate). Naaah just kidding, here are some pictures if you are interested. See HERE. It doesn’t look too deserty, it looks quite modern infact. I personally like the picture of the Arab with the horse. I hope to meet a horse who looks just like that! That’s Hot!

Back to the dilly…I have been offered a job in Qatar (otherwise known as Iraq by my friends here) and I am leaving May 5th. They are paying my a good salary and are paying for everything…and half of my friends from Melbourne 2006 are going too, so how bad can it honestly be. The job will start immediately and I will be there until January. So there. I will try to come home sometime in the next few years.

Steph, I will call you before I go…ok? Please email me where and when.

Lu, I loved your posting on your blog today…”There are some things that no one needs to tell you. For reasons that go beyond your understanding, you just know. Like when you have a good friend and you get to talk to her after ages, and things between you and her haven’t changed one bit, they are still the same (I love you, Cath!), and like when you have to pick up your bags and make a change. Nobody tells you these things, but you know so damn well. I hit my hand with my laundry bag out of anger today, and I got a little wound on my thumb, yet the scar will stay someplace else.”

Mate, you are so deep, are you now a hippie? Will you marry me?

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Shizzle Dizzle!

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Mateship

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I cannot believe I was actually up this morning.

I had made arrangements to go to the Dawn Anzac Day Service at the Shrine of Remembrance with Brydie at…wait for it…6AM!

The fact that I went to bed…drunk…at 2am and having to get up at 5am nearly killed me.

As I told a friend who asked me if I was mad for wanting to go to the Dawn Service, I am happy to do anything, especially since I have 10 days left.

I want to make the most of them. Including Brydie is cool, so I was happy to go along with her.

We found a parking spot pretty easy and walked on up to the shrine. I was surprised how many people turned out, people of all ages.

When I got home I went to rest and try and recover.

I met up with Lou & Brydie later on in the evening, we went to the RSL Club and played a few games of pool.

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Awsome picture

Today was my last day at work and I would like to tell you about all the interesting things I did, but I won’t. It is Anzac Day tomorrow, so basically most people took off for a long weekend.

I met up with my friend Bec at a Malasian Restaurant next to the Prince, we had dinner and then went for some drinks. Jesse (from the Village) came and met us around 8pm and Yvet came along at 9pm. The Prince was so packed…I have never seen it so full. Of course Monday night is dollar pot night!

I hadn’t been told but there was a party going on at Publicity in the City for the staff from M2006 and it was also a semi going away party for the people going to Doha, so we all went along. I was surprised that there was so few people there. It was great to see Kylie, Kim & Tracy though, even if we didn’t stay for long.

We left Jesse at the party, Bec headed home and Yvet and I went back to the Prince for a couple more drinks.

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“Kids blow up so quickly these days.”

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A barmy government minister reckons England footy fans should sing in German at the World Cup – just to be polite to ze Germans. Foreign Office gimp Lord Triesman is encouraging supporters to warble the likes of Three Lions in the language of the tournament’s hosts. The crazy move is aimed at boosting friendship between rival thugs and is part of the government anti-aggro initiative dubbed Avoiding Penalties. Triesman, a former Spurs youth-team footballer, denied adopting a nanny state attitude, adding: “We can’t tell people what they must or must not do. “But if you are having a good time there are other people from other countries also enjoying the event. There is no need to do anything gratuitously offensive.”

A cheeky British Airways pilot sent out an SOS to scared passengers to ask for a lift home. Despite making more money for one flight than most passengers make in a week, the pilot on the BA flight to Manchester announced: “If anyone is travelling to Hale or Altrincham I’d be really grateful to have a lift. I am no trouble really. If not, I will get a taxi.” He even had the gall to stand at the cabin door as the stunned passengers disembarked to see if anyone was going to help him out, but no one did. An amused passenger giggled: “Some of us burst out laughing, but he was deadly serious. The cabin crew seemed very embarrassed.”

A benefit scrounging family of ten is demanding a ten-bedroom home from their local council even though they earn £32,000-a-year in benefits. Jobless doleite Sue McFadden, 54, wants the ten-bed house for herself, three adult daughters Teresa, Debbie and Tammy and six grandchildren - even though only one of them bothers to work. The council have so far offered them two four-bedroom houses plus a one-bedroom flat but they turned it down.As well as demanding a fitted kitchen and a shower room, the family are also keen to move from Ellesmere Port, to posher town Chester, up the road and will only have to pay the council £40 a week for the property. A full-time working neighbour, who did not wish to be named, said: “They’re out for everything they can get, as far as I am concerned.”

In yet another pointless but amusing survey, British women have declared that if men were to be compared to used cars most of them would be labelled as being “in poor condition.” Adding insult to injury, a quarter of UK men would also apparently fail a bodywork test for their shape and quality. Men from the north east came out best, having the best bodywork, with 18% of them in excellent condition. The reliable Rovers of the country were men from south west England but further east, Cockneys are seen as old bangers who will let you down. Welsh men were described as the most out of date style-wise, while the good old northerners were the least environmentally-friendly for excessive fuel guzzling. The Scots came off worst with 40% of them describes as unsuitable for resale, on the grounds of “noxious emissions”.

A pissed off pensioner has been thrown off a bus in Cardiff for carrying home a tin of paint. The stunned 73-year-old Welshman, Brian Heale, was told that his can of cream emulsion broke health and safety rules on the No9 bus so he had to get off. Angry Brian said: “I thought he was joking. But he parked the bus and called head office.” Apparently paint is classed as a “hazardous article” and can only be carried on buses if it is in a bag.

In a bid to give our world famous British football hooligans reason to act like violent baboons at the World Cup, footie fans in Germany are being encouraged to use voodoo dolls to try and stop our team winning. Thousands of the £10 hessian dolls, wearing St George’s flags and complete with their own set of pins, have sold on the internet. The slogan on the packaging says: “Voodoo your team to victory.” Instructions with the dolls tell the sour Krauts how to perform the voodoo magic on our players during the game. Malcolm Clarke, chairman of the Football Supporters’ Federation, quickly hid his German-flag wearing doll behind his back and declared that voodoo would never be enough to stop England being victorious. He added: “They’ll need more than black magic to beat us.”

Fed-up Brits who feel let down with our farcical government and piss poor choice of political parties are starting to support the racist BNP. Recent figures indicate that a quarter of voters are thinking of supporting the British National Party in the next election, as a protest against their feelings of “powerlessness and frustration,” according to the BBC. Seizing on the current bout of press, the BNP launched its local election manifesto and claim that they are “standing for local freedom, security, identity, democracy” and will be putting “Britain first”. It is thought that most people are angry with the influx of immigrants and disappointed that their own children cannot get homes in their local area because they are given to asylum seekers.

A balls-up in a government department has led to a four-year-old girl being called up for jury duty. Little Beatrice Ball, who has only just finished playschool, was sent a jury summons for trial at Bristol Crown Court. In typical fashion, the Government department responsible for sending out jury summons, and the local city council are blaming each other for the mix-up. Beatrice’s bemused mother laughed: “I like to think Beatrice is bright for her age, but this is ridiculous – she has only just mastered how to count up to 20.”

Researchers have just released information that the rest of the British public already knew, that too many people in the UK use alcohol to make themselves feel better. Research from the Mental Health Foundation (MHF) show that huge numbers of people in the UK regularly “self medicate” using alcohol. They found that 88% of people would find it difficult to give up alcohol completely while 77% said it made them feel relaxed. They also proved that many adults in the UK hit the bottle to deal with stress, anxiety and depression, which isn’t really surprising given that recent research labelled Britons as the biggest binge drinkers in Europe.

A stressed out army boss in charge of Sandhurst has announced that he is leaving his job. He claims to be quitting over the stress of training ginger headline chaser Prince Harry and future king Wills. Major General Andrew Ritchie has said that he is sick of looking after the young royals who are always in the spotlight. One friend said: “Dealing with one prince and all the attention is hard enough. It left him stressed and distracted from his job.”

A red-faced police chief has been forced to apologise after making a joke about suicide bombers at a gala dinner in Scotland Shamed Chief Constable John Vine thought it would be appropriate to round off his otherwise boring speech with a gag about suicide bombers’ fathers comparing notes, by using the tasteful punchline: “Kids blow up so quickly these days.” The stunned audience at the Perth Bar Association fell silent after the joke and Vine felt he should apologise if he intended on keeping his job. He released a statement this week saying that his remarks were in poor taste and apologised “profusely” for any offence caused.

Rainbow flag toting gay activists are crying foul play, after a car was spotted driving around London with the road legal number plate H8 GAY. The politically correct registration was first spotted by Jocelyn Carr, a businessman from Notting Hill, who put in a complaint to the DVLA. He said: “I was amazed. I just couldn’t believe it had been allowed and I assumed it was being driven by a right bigot.” The DVLA initially said that the number plate was not offensive “when correctly spaced”. That was until infamous token gay MP Chris Bryant got on bored and claimed: “If the DVLA sold H8 JEW or H8 WOG, there would rightly be a public outcry.” It turns out that the car was actually owned by a fun-loving homosexual couple who got the registration as a hilarious joke and have since moved to France. The DVLA have now withdrawn the number.

Speeding Northern motorists are reeling after it was revealed that over 18,000 drivers on the M62 motorway, near Leeds, have been snared by just one speed camera. The temporary speed trap meant that altogether the race-happy drivers racked up over 50,000 penalty points and £1,088,000 in fines. A spokesman for anti-speed camera group, Motorists Against Detection, momentarily refrained from smashing the hell out of an Arrive Alive van to say: “This is yet another knock for drivers, who are generally law-abiding citizens. Motorists are unsure around temporary speed limits but police are employing a sledgehammer approach by using Gatsos in these areas.”

The days of obnoxious Hitler-like traffic wardens could be coming to an end, now that the UK Transport Department are demanding that they treat motorists more considerately. The order has come after it was revealed that income from parking fines reached over £1 billion for the first time in 2003-2004. Traffic wardens are now being ordered to avoid ticketing cars that have overstayed their time limit by a minute or for straying just over the line of a parking bay.

Irish heroes U2 have topped another poll with their 1991 song One being voted as having the Best Lyrics by music lovers. The VH1 poll asked over 13,000 music fans, including celebrities such as eloquent wordsmith Noel Gallagher and hairstyle trendsetter Jon Bon Jovi, which song they thought had the best lyrics and thousands gave the line “One life, with each other, sisters, brothers”. The Smiths’ How Soon is Now? was in second place while part of the chorus of Nirvana’s Smells Like Teen Spirit was in third. U2 nearly got two in the top 10 with Where the Streets Have No Name but it just missed out on 10th place to Marvin Gaye’s What’s Going On.

People from all over Ireland crammed into the centre of Dublin for a march commemorating the 90th anniversary of the Easter Rising against British rule. The parade, which featured 2,500 military personnel, was the first in the Irish capital for 35 years. The Rising saw rebels attempt to seize the capital from British forces, but it was put down and many of its ringleaders were captured and executed. Wreaths were laid and a minute’s silence was held in commemoration of all civilian and military personnel - including the British - killed in 1916. President Bertie Ahern said he hoped parades would mark the Easter Rising each year until the centenary in 2016.

Disgraced Bishop Brendan Comiskey has made his first public appearance since being condemned for the way he dealt with pervy paedo clerics. Three years after quitting over his poor handling of child sex abuse scandals involving deceased priests Sean Fortune and Jim Grennan, the former Bishop of Ferns said: “I have found peace with myself. I feel fulfilled.” But furious head of Survivors of Child Abuse (SOCA) John Kelly was disgusted with Comiskey. “It’s deeply offensive for him not to explain his actions to the victims at least. He is at peace? All I can say to that is that he may well be at peace but the numerous victims of clerical sex abuse are not at peace,” he fumed.

Two bookies were the target of separate armed raids after the Irish Grand National in Fairyhouse. Two blokes with a butcher’s knife and a shotgun conned their way into the home of one bookie in the Kinarva estate, off the Navan Road in Dublin. They held his wife hostage until he came home and made off in his car with what is believed to be a six-figure sum. Meanwhile, gardai foiled a second gang – armed with hammers and a handgun – which was waiting to rob another bookmaker in the Chronicle bookmakers in Co Meath. Detectives arrested five men and held them under the Offences Against the State Act.

Clearly having developed an insatiable appetite for lamb rogan josh and Cobra lager, Elizabeth Hurley reckons she is keen to spend as much time as possible in India once she marries boyfriend Arun Nayar. Ordering another round of popadoms as pranced around in her new tie-dye flares, Liz said: “When we do get married, I am sure India would become my second home.” While sifting through her new collection of Bollywood classics, Liz also admitted she enjoys spending time in India with her son Damian and Arun’s family. “We get on brilliantly and spend a great deal of time with each other’s families. I feel very lucky that I met him,” she finished before breaking into song and running around the house like a whirling Dervish.

Scientology leaders must be jumping up and down like excited teenagers at the prospect of having a new child to brainwash into their cult, following news that Katie Holmes’s has finally dropped her sprog. Couch-breaker Cruise and former Catholic Katie Holmes “joyously welcomed” their baby daughter Suri into the world this week. No news yet as to whether the mad midget Cruise did actually go ahead and eat his baby’s placenta following the birth, after telling GQ that he was ready to “eat the cord and the placenta right there” in a post birth party.

Retired brain surgeon Tara Palmer-Tomkinson is angry that she’s being labelled a publicity seeker, for gossiping about bedding whining singer James Blunt. She said: “I was deceived by this guy and that’s it. One thing I will say is I was never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, told by James Blunt that there was a girlfriend. “I mean all the stuff about how I went to America and I did this and I did that, I was never told there was a girlfriend, in fact James told me he had split up with her at Christmas.”

Proving that he really must be the biggest dickhead in Britain, deadbeat rocker Pete Doherty managed to get himself arrested again just hours after being spared jail. The Babyshambles gimp was held on suspicion of possessing class A drugs with intent to supply after police stopped a car he was travelling in. Doherty was taken to East London cop shop, along with the 21-year-old driver, who was also arrested. The incident came just three hours after the retarded lover of super-coke snorter Kate Moss avoided being sent to prison on drugs charges. He was instead sentenced to a community order with two years’ supervision and 18 months’ drug rehabilitation at Thames Magistrates’ Court as well as being banned from driving for six months.

Michael Barrymore has ‘welcomed news’ that police are going to review the death of a man who was found dead in the TV entertainer’s swimming pool. Stuart Lubbock, 31, was found floating in the water following a party at Barrymore’s Essex mansion in 2001. An open verdict was recorded at an inquest and no-one was charged with causing Lubbock’s death – although Barrymore accepted a police caution for drug offences. Police said it was standard practice to regularly review unexplained deaths and the 53-year-old laughing stock said he would do all he could to assist them. “I welcome the news that the case is to be reviewed,” trembled Barrymore. “I have always maintained that I would do all I can to help both the police and the Lubbock family. ”

Proving that the men of Britain do in fact have some taste when it comes to women, a Kerrang poll has named Jade Goody as the number one ugly female celebrity. The Miss Piggy impersonator topped the list gaining 31% of all the votes, with Jodie Marsh coming in second place. Shock jock Tim Shaw was bored with the numerous polls that only list the most beautiful women, so he asked listeners of his Asylum Show to nominate celebs who turn them off. He said: “I just got fed up with seeing all these pictures of women we are supposed to idolise and wanted to know what my listeners really think.” Goody was no surprise as number one, but less predictably Skeletal Spice Victoria Beckham and cocaine loving Kate Moss came in joint third place.

Ricky Gervais, who has never shown any discernable differences between himself and David Brent, could be heading for trouble after making jokes about Princess Di in his Simpsons script. The pudgy-faced comic has created an English character called Charles for the show, who attempts to woo Marge Simpson when both families take part in a TV Wife Swap. During the show, Charles tries to seduce Marge by singing her a self-penned love song, which includes the lyrics: “Be my Lady Di, Be my lady tonight, But don’t die.” Ricky reckons the song is the worst ever written, and is proud of his efforts to play exactly the same character again.

The poor man’s Paul Daniels, David Blaine, is planning yet another stunt with which to impress the ladies. The Yank card trick specialist has said that he wants to live underwater for a week – a trick which should have the ladies absolutely dripping. Without giving any proper details of the sneaky tubes and air tanks concealed behind his back, Blaine says he will live in a New York aquarium for seven days, and conclude his wet sojourn with an attempt to smash the world record for holding his breath underwater.

Bosses at the Beeb are looking for a new Tranny and Susannah after the toffy-nosed two betrayed them and jumped ship to ITV last November. But the crafty TV peeps at the BBC still own the format to What Not To Wear and are planning to try and cripple their rival’s ratings, by bringing it back for a sixth series this year. The two celebs heading their wish list for presenters are model Jodie Kidd, 27, and her sister, make-up artist Jemma, 31. We’re sure that having two skeletal model-types front the show will really encourage middle-aged house wives to feel good about their bodies.

Tom Cruise, realising that he has not done some vomit-inducing gushing in the media for a couple of days, has seen fit to tell everyone that sex with his zombie bride is “spectacular”. “Sex is about the connection,” explained Tom, as Katie went back into her trance. “Great sex is a by-product, for me, of a great relationship, where you have communication and it’s an extension of that,” he added, in really high platform shoes. “Where it’s just free. And that’s how it should be. It’s spectacular. If you’re not in good communication with your partner, it sucks.”

Celebrity Love Island’s most idiotic contestant, Paul Danan, has had another stint in rehab after being treated for booze and coke addiction last year. The 27-year-old ex-Hollyoaks “actor”, checked himself into Grovelands Priory, North London, for “substance abuse”. It is thought to follow an incident where he hurt his arm during a drinking session. A friend said: “Paul is trying to wrestle his demons.”

The most recent celebs to jump on the Angelina Jolie-led adoption bandwagon are Ewan McGregor and his wife Eve Mavrakis. The Scottish pair have just adopted a four-year-old Mongolian girl to add to their family. They already have two biological daughters, Esther and Clara. Mongolia was one of the countries which Ewan visited during his Long Way Round motorbike trip he did with Charlie Boorman.

WKD Blue-swigging reprobate Lindsay Lohan is attempting to ditch her wild girl image by getting all religious on our asses. The nightclub-hopping kiddy movie star is reportedly thinking of signing up with the Kabbalah Krew – which, along with the Scientology Massive, is the only expensive religious cult that celebs are entitled to hang out with. “I want people to know me for the work I’m doing, not for this party girl image,” squealed Lindsay, as if she was Meryl Streep or something, and everyone thought that her work wasn’t a pile of old rubbish.

Professor-turned-actress Kelly Brook has been raunching it up, saying she loves doing sex scenes in films. Which is probably handy, as no-one’s going to hire her to keep her clothes on. The bumper-busted brunette reckons that she doesn’t really have to put too much effort into the humping scenes, as she gets caught up in the moment, and rather enjoys it. “I don’t have to put out that much for a role, if it’s the right one,” Kelly added, wondering why Emma Thompson keeps getting all the proper roles she’s after.

Flesh flute soloist Paris Hilton has decided that there is more to life than grainy nocturnal biopics, and has become addicted to playing poker. The blonde nuclear scientist says that she and her dowdy sister Nicky have started entering tournaments in a bid to increase their already obscene unearned wealth. “I’m obsessed with poker. It’s my favourite game now,” said Paris, chucking out her Hungry Hippos set with utter disdain. She also insists that she has no intention of gambling away her fortune as well. “I’m really lucky in Vegas - I always win!” added the woman who resides on every dirty old man’s computer.

Car crash victim Pete Burns has grabbed some much-needed headlines after being thrown out of a nightclub. Following former Celeb Big Brother housemates Preston and Chantelle’s announcement that they are getting engaged and moving in together, Pete’s attractive mug was splashed all over the newspapers after rowing with his ex in London’s Ghetto club on Saturday. When pouting Pete’s ex, Michael Simpson, turned up with a new bloke, the angry singer accused him or swiping his clothes, in a fight that ended in Pete being carted off by the police.

Yodelling songstress Shakira has been picked to perform her latest song at the World Cup final. The Colombian warbler will perform Hips Don’t Lie at Berlin’s Olympic Stadium before the big match on 9th July. A spokesperson for Sony-BMG, who represents the hip-shaking singer, said: “It is sure to make the thousands and thousands of fans gathered at the famous stadium get up and dance before kick-off.”

Waynetta Spears’s layabout husband has insisted to press that he will never divorce his meal-ticket wife. The Justin Timberlake wannabe has said that relationships are not meant to be easy and believes that failing popstar Nick Lachey and airhead ex-wife Jessica Simpson didn’t work hard enough to save their marriage. Checking that his latest “husband allowance” from Britney had been safely deposited into his bank account, he told Spin magazine: “My situation is different. I ain’t getting’ no divorce. F*** that!” Kev, famed for leaving his pregnant wife for his current white trash squeeze, added: “I don’t believe in that s***. Once you get married, you’re in it for the fight.”

In a bid to get more respectable gigs, rather than the likes of Radio 1’s annual road show in Rhyl, Craig David has announced that he needs a girlfriend and is on the prowl. He had heard that Jesse Metcalfe might be two-timing Girls Aloud’s singer Nadine, and decided to phone The Mirror’s 3am girls to pant: “She’s cute. Tell her not to worry about him – I’ll take over.” The 24-year-old mummy’s boy has been single since splitting from Sophia Vergara and apparently now just wants any Girl. He added: “Sarah Harding’s hot, too. Is she still with Calum? And Cheryl’s with Ashley. Damn.”

Former poster child for the ill effects of drugs, Courtney Love, is donning a Union Jack flag, drinking a pint and doing a Madonna by moving to London. Kurt Cobain’s widow, who has more recently been famed for her court appearances and crazed rantings at passing journalists than anything else, has put in an offer for dykey Spice Mel C’s former Hampstead apartment. She recently came into an abundance of dosh by selling off her stake in Nirvana’s back catalogue in a multi-million pound deal. The fallen star has been spotted out with Sadie Frost and the Promiscuous Hill crowd since she’s been in Blighty.

Not only has Blobby Williams managed to piss off most music lovers the world over but now he has offended the Church of England. The fat singer thought it would be great fun to take part in Derren Brown’s crucifixion stunt, which was sensitively televised on Easter Sunday. The trick saw Williams being put in the crucification pose on a cross, with 14-inch needles seemingly piercing his hands and feet after being put in a trance. But angry religious folk are upset after seeing the blobster portraying the king of kings. Reverend Ian Gregory said: “To trivialise the most important event in history is unforgivable.”

Former Libertines star Carl Barat has insisted that his new band is nothing to do with his old mockers, despite nicking the drummer and the stand-in for Pete D’oh!Erty. Once Britain’s favourite junkie started fannying around with Babyshambles, it became quite clear that there was no future for The Libertines, mewled Barat. And he insists that, despite the almost identical line-up, it’s all very different. “There was a complete cut-off between writing. I didn’t make a single reference to The Libertines in any of my songs,” he insisted, pining for Pete to come back and play with him.

Big-haired rockers Bon Jovi have decided not to let the trifling matter of Wembley Stadium being a pathetic heap of rubble get in their way. Jon and his hirsuit cohorts were due to play there this spring, but have decided to move the gig to Milton Keynes after finding out that Wembley won’t open until we all live in space and travel by the power of the mind. And, being lovely guys who do a lot of good work for charidee, the band have organised for buses to take fans from London to the concrete hell-hole so that they don’t have to miss out on the hoary old tunes.

Musically challenged Kelly Osbourne proved that her driving skills are about as good as her singing ones, when she crashed her new £60,000 Range Rover in Hollywood. The newly thin Kelly, 21, was showing off her latest 4×4 cruiser along Sunset Strip when she clipped a red convertible. A witness said between chuckles: “Kelly looked really embarrassed. The elderly couple in the other car got out and started screaming and shouting at her. She just stayed in the car and rolled down the window. Once they saw who she was they immediately calmed down. She was close to tears.”

Insipid warbler Katie Melua – who has come to power on the back of tunes written by the man who invented the Wombles – has come out as a closet rocker. Asked to name her top ten favourite songs ever, ever, ever, Katie had some surprise inclusions mixed amongst the predictable crap from Paul Simon and Finlay Quaye. Easily the biggest surprise was sweary anthem Killing In The Name by Rage Against The Machine, who she says her brother got her into. The Georgian-born lift music specialist also says she loved F*** Forever by Babyshambles. “I like the fact that it feels quite raw around the edges,” she said, eyeing up sweaty-faced lead singer Pete D’Oh!Erty.

Chavlotte Church has made headlines again this week after being stalked by an anorak wearing, middle-aged, weirdo. The sinister stalker was loitering outside the 20-year-old’s £500,000 Cardiff house, but fled after mumbling a false name to Chavlotte’s boyfriend Gavin Henson, when he was confronted. Deciding to make use of the cigarette smoking paparazzi who were also loitering outside the house, hard-man Gav asked The Sun photographer to take a photo of the nutter. Police are now investigating. Scared Chavlotte took a swig of her alcopop and said: “No one has ever stalked me at the house before. It’s really scary.”

In what can only be good news for the whole world, The Darkness are set to be locked away for a month. Unfortunately, they will be released afterwards, and be inflicted upon us on TV screens every day if they sign up. TV execs, desperately trying to come up with an idea now that Big Brother is dying like Sean Bean in any film you care to mention, think they have hit on a winner. Borrowing the concept from Aussie band, Regurgitator, they want to lock a band in a see-through glass pod in Trafalgar Square while they record their new album. Regurgitator did it in Federation Square, Melbourne, in a flagrant bid to boost their career, but it lit up dollar signs in the eyes of small screen big cheeses. Apparently, The Darkness are thought to be the ideal band for the concept, with sibling rivalry, rock ‘n’ roll excess and hissy fits all on the agenda.

Despite having won X Factor thanks to randy judge Sharon Osbourne, chav king Shayne Ward, is whining about his lack of cash. Even though the flop star got a £1million record deal and has been promoting himself as shamelessly as Paris Hilton, he told Now magazine that he is surprised at how little money he has left. The hard-up scally clearly didn’t understand the X Factor format of playing media puppet for the seriously rich Simon Cowell for a few months, before being tossed aside like the useless Michelle McManus. He moaned: “I pay all the expenses - make-up artists, travel, and photo and video shoots.”

Wacky Scouse funsters The Zutons have ventured into stalking on their new album of Cast-with-kazoos throwback rock. New single Why Don’t You Give Me Your Love? is an ode to those sweaty-palmed types who think that the likes of Jill Dando are made to be with them. “Half the song is obviously a joke, about stalking someone,” said singer Dave McCabe, hoping that the fact everyone has now realised that The Coral are shit will not rebound on them too. “The other half is not knowing who you’re stalking — but you want to stalk someone for a laugh.” Makes perfect sense, you mad loon.

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Booo to cold weather!

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Melbourne is starting to get really chilly, it’s depressing after all that sunshine!

I went to the laundromat this morning and I found the machine I usually use was being used by someone else. I went over to another machine, loaded up my clothes, put in the fabric softner and detergent and then realized the machine was broken as the money push in thingy was stuck.

I went over to another machine, checked the coin slot etc, loaded the machine, walked over to the soap dispenser, bought new crappy quality soap, realized they didn’t sell fabric softner, put it in the machine, inserted my money and then had a mini tantrum when the machine did nothing!

I went home and plonked myself in front of the TV in a huff and overdosed on 24 Season 4. I actually found it quite hard to get into (Not loving Jack Bauer yet) and ended up asleep on the counch under Marion’s fluffy blanket.

I was again lacking motivation to do anything, I really need to snap out of it. I honestly think it’s being off work. I hate not doing anything, but I am feeling tired and a little ran down, so maybe doing nothing is a good thing!!

It was Marion’s Birthday and she had made arrangements to go out with a mate from work, so I was pretty much along at home.

I made arrangements to meet up with Lou for dinner and when Marion came home and I realised she was doing nothing for dinner I asked her if she wanted to come along.

There is a cool little Indian restaurant that we usually go to, so we went there. For some reason I was hungry but couldn’t eat anything!

Lou left to get ready for work and I chatted to my dear dear dear old friend Luciana on Skype. Sorry if us chatting caused you dramas Lu. It was great talking to you, we will have to chat again soon.

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