This is exasperating. In a world where the prevalence of inherent sexism, homophobia and transphobia is rife, why would individuals who actively defy these ills insist on continuing and supporting relationships with alleged predators?
If you haven't already heard, there's a new pick-me-up in town and it's called, IV League - a concoction of iron, minerals, anti-oxidants, zinc, and water soluble vitamins that get injected, yes that's right, injected, via a 'designer' drip to magic away your hangover, boost your energy, and oh yes, miraculously anti-age you too.
We rolled up to Wireless in style - and headed to the Tour de France in Sheffield the next day. Cutting through the streets wasn't easy as most of them were closed off due to the thousands of spectators who traveled to the Yorkshire dales in to watch the cyclists.
I had the role of Anita, another girl who finds herself imprisoned in a brothel in Kolkata... 20 million people are in some form of slavery in the world, of that 4.5 million are victims of forced sexual exploitation, 5 million are children. And this "industry" is worth $150 billion a year in illegal profits.
Are you master of the Margarita, boss of the Bellini or ruler of the Rob Roy? You could be exactly what Jamie Oliver's Drinks Tube are looking for with their brand new competition - Jamie Oliver's Search for a Cocktail Star with Bacardi... It's open to professionals and amateurs alike, whether you shake it up for family and friends only or if you're in a top hotel bar.
David Cameron, or rather whoever it is who Tweets for him (from an iPhone, interestingly), should have set aside 20 minutes after he finished firing out the infochunks™ and replied to some users. Retweeted some comments. That's where the real value of social media lies and he missed a big opportunity. The problem is widespread - a study into the types of tweets that MPs were writing found that only 28.7% were part of conversations - using the @ function. That is far too low. Social networks demand many-to-many-interaction. Social media is about talking and listening. It's about relationships.
I had a dinner party last week where I invited a few famous people I knew from when I did my interview shows. Many of them suffer from something I call 'movie star disease.' They live in their own time zone so when invited to dinner at seven they either come in at eleven with no apology or not at all.
At the heart of this production is an immense performance from Richard Armitage who perfectly captures the profound inner conflict within John Proctor, a man increasingly at odds with both his wife and the society in which he lives.
You might be forgiven for thinking that our economy has fully recovered, especially with unemployment back to pre-recession levels, and the UK showing the strongest growth in Europe, surpassing all predictions. The view from many is that we're through the worst. But, the reality is different for many people, especially those who either have just left or are leaving school to compete for the limited number of jobs available.
n an R.E lesson the subject conveniently turned to the afterlife, and, without needing any cue, Freddy got up and spoke wonderfully in front of the whole class about Jade and most poignantly about how he sees her as a beautiful butterfly. Heart melting stuff and Ms H took the golden opportunity to elaborate and congratulate Freddy on such a brave show of emotion. Realising she was beneath the barrier, something wonderful happened between teacher and pupil and an understanding was made. This was confirmed when a Loom-band bracelet appeared anonymously on her desk with a note proclaiming her to be the best teacher in the world.
"First that bum tattoo and now this," they'll say. "She can't be thinking straight." But since does when such an announcement, where two people declare their love for each other, invite such scathing remarks? For me there are two root causes for narrow-mindedness.
I spoke to Petra Giloy-Hirtz, the curator of 'The Lost Album' at The Royal Academy about her work on this exhibition and her work.
This week's blog comes from the top of Arthur's Seat in Edinburgh. Well not the very top, not the stone itself, but one of the little rocky groups literally six feet away from it. The actual top is pretty dinky and currently awash with a group of Spanish tourists - it seemed rude to hog it for long enough to write a blog!
I guess it comes down to how you like your Richard III. I prefer mine to be brooding with conspiracy and charisma, for me to be sickened and amused by him in equal measure.
Celebrities seem to be mad for this. Recently we've had Apple, North West, Blue Ivy and Brooklyn. That last one apparently came about because that's where Posh and Becks conceived the kid. Even if that's true, well that's information you shouldn't share with anyone ever.
I asked some well known friends of mine if they would read it and give me their thoughts. Ricky Gervais said it it was; "funny from beginning to end" David Baddiel said it was; "Very funny" and Jimmy Carr said; "It's the perfect romantic comedy, I loved it". It has been suggested I use a female pseudonym to sell the book, or have a sex change - but I'm not going through that again.