As storms braced Britain, the nation curled up on the sofa to watch former EastEnders actor Ricky Groves, the little one from dance troupe Diversity, every thirtysomething's first crush, presenter Michaela Strachan, Hollyoaks brainbox Gemma Merna and TOWIE's Gemma Collins take on their most terrifying reality TV challenge yet.
With almost three quarters of British adults unable to remember some or all of the gifts they were bought last Christmas, I am joining CARE International UK's campaign to stop people squandering their hard earned cash on last minute throw away buys. Rather than the usual deluge of socks, soap and chocolate we're urging people to consider a lasting and memorable gift idea by giving vouchers for the micro-lending charity site, www.lendwithcare.org. The site enables people in the UK to lend small sums of money (from £15) to poor entrepreneurs in developing countries, helping them start or expand their small business, feed their families and send their children to school.
It Is hard when you find something you love so much and to know that from the moment you leave the Strictly bubble, it will never be like that again. But business has taught me nothing if not pragmatism and there is no point wallowing and wondering because some things in life you just can't change and you certainly can't go back.
First of all, if you didn't get the witty wordplay of my title, don't bother to read on. I'm joking Mum, you're my only fan, please read on. Dan's class; dance class? Never mind, this isn't Strictly Pun Dancing after all. I'm sorry*, I'll stop now.
Natalie Gumede is a good friend of mine. In recent months, I've seen a lot of stories about her in the press... On many of these occasions I have wanted to defend Natalie from these insane stories, but I have stopped myself for two reasons...
Ann Widdecombe has written a new book - "Sackcloth and Ashes - penance and penitence in a self centred world." It deals with what is our modern take on penance - is it punishment or closeness to God? Sounds like heavy stuff!
Is there anyone else out there? Or am I the only living being in the entire galaxy who's been left totally unmoved by the current outbreak of Doctor Who-steria? Don't get me wrong: I have nothing against the good Time Lord... It's just that I don't get it (him).
There is absolutely nothing malicious in any facet of Bake Off. The contestants all seem to get along swimmingly, warmly congratulating each other on successes and commiserating with evictees rather than bounding off stage toward the next round, fists pumping.
We reality TV lovers are acutely aware that the drama is contrived, the feuding friendships fake and the romances - well they are real obviously - and we love the shows for that. Who actually wants to see real life when they come in from work?
If the first series of The Voice on BBC1 was an actual voice it would have probably begun in a rich persuasive baritone before spluttering out into the consumptive wheeze of a Victorian whelp pleading for more alms.
Sitting here, as I am, wearing a Union Jack onesie eating luke warm noodles in hotel room on an industrial estate outside Oxford, you'd be forgiven for thinking that I was beginning to finally unravel. But you'd be wrong dear Huffington Post reader, very wrong.
Promo is a funny old game, you do feel slightly odd and awkward talking about yourself all the time - I guess that's just a British trait though! But you know you need to push your album so you sit there, answer the questions and try and keep the enthusiasm levels up! It's fun too and you get to meet and catch up with all the journalists who are, for the most part, really supportive. The past week has been super busy though and I've been up and down the country doing promo. Here is just a little snapshot...
With Tom Daley as the face of Splash!, we are perilously close to a terrain where our Olympic generation is immersed with second-rate celebrities. Louis Smith recently won Strictly Come Dancing, and whilst I accept the importance for these athletes to cash in whilst they can, I cannot help but feel disappointed.
It appears that the days of meeting and dating are gone and the generation of dating auditions has begun, well it probably begun quite some time ago to be fair. The internet does play a large part in this with the huge rise in internet dating websites that now means it's easier to find a date.
It's been a whirlwind couple of weeks. To kick things off, we held the Inspirational Women of the Year Awards gala in association with the Daily Mail and supported by Sanctuary Spa.
I have a complete inability to gyrate my booty in any manner without inducing hoots of laughter from those around me.