I'm a little bit sad there isn't a bit more photographic evidence of my late teens and early 20s as I was four stone lighter and often went out without a bra on without them flapping around my knees. But I am glad that no one will ever get to witness the time I was was left stood crushed in New Street Station, dumped, weeping under the departures board. Braless and thin.
Helen was cancer to last year's Big Brother house and this year's series was equally affected. I can only feel sorry for the housemates who auditioned for this year's series, rather than last year's but ended up having to live with the corrupted, twisted, rotten woman.
Early on you should try and see baby for what he is - not what you project on him. Nature, in the name of survival, is using everything's she's got to make you see this pink package as containing all your dreams and hope - otherwise you'd dump it.
My habits are out of control and interfering with my life. I probably average three hours a day of binge watching television shows online and, on some days, up to seven hours of serious bingeing on a show.
Had the corporation kept BBC3 on television - where the audience can easily access it - it would have a stronger fighting chance. There is so much content the BBC produces but not all of it gets an evening television slot. Imagine a TV channel that repurposes the videos from Radio 1's Live Lounge, the extensive archive of live festival coverage, and productions by independent writers and producers... But what do I know?
Of course my advice to the BBC bosses is what I have said from the start - turn the concept into the Richard Hammond Show and offer the pint sized prince too much cash to turn it down. But now I feel like I'm labouring the point...
Anybody building a career anywhere in the arts or communications should have at least a topline look at Twitch with an uncynical eye because nobody - absolutely nobody - is communicating with their fanbase on the same level as these streamers.
Channel 4 is a mainstream TV channel and I think overall it is good that they have a series that has helped to show positive stories of people with a disability. It is a shame if the BMA can not see this. However, it should not just be on dating shows, what we really need is to have more people with a learning disability in all types of shows.
I love her voice, her tantrums, and her use of words like "buxom" and "sharnt." I love how incensed, impassioned and over excited she gets about everything. I still quote her if it's too cold ("It's SOOO COOOLD") and it's impossible to ask "Who is she?" without breaking into the infamous Nikki diary room rant.
When producers invited her back as part of a twist on the latest run of the show, they knew exactly what they were letting themselves in for. But scenes where she compared loveable series eight champion Brian Belo to "a rapist and a murderer" proved that she's more than just a panto villain - it became evidently clear that this is reality TV's most odious contestant ever.
Protein has had the rep of bulking you up, but that is because if you were to listen to body builders they eat huge amounts of protein - this is due to protein turnover - they need OODLES of protein to keep up with the amount they burn.
Now that I've grown up I'm glad to say I can see beyond such typecasting. I know now there are as many witty, cultured, erudite Northerners as gruff, gentle-hearted Southerners. But where's the TV to reflect it? Where are the Northern Alan Rickmans or Mr. Darcys?
Here's a recipe for a takeaway classic that's incredibly easy (plus cheaper and healthier) to make at home, whether looking to fill the freezer or just wanting an easy mid-week supper. Serve with the veggie ribbon noodles to get all of your five a day in one meal.
Given the majority of originals are not that interesting, the storylines have fundamentally revolved around Brian, Helen and Nikki who have successfully stirred the plot, ruined the peaceful vibe and shown up all the original housemates as one-dimensional bores.
I dedicated so much time to my first born and did so many things with and for him that by the time my second son came along I felt guilty if I didn't do the same for him. Even though I didn't have the luxury of the time I had with my first son, I made sure my second child didn't miss out.
Playing fast and loose with the sobriquet "celebrity", twenty new faces lined up to be shouted at by Gregg Wallace and John Torode, a duo known primarily for sitting in separate rooms and pretending to hold a conversation with each other.