After all the comings and goings of the last few weeks, finally a moment to write properly about Bob Blakeley. Within two months of meeting him I had signed him and recorded his album Performance which is proudly released on Dramatico records on 19 May. If it's been a whirlwind for me you can imagine what it must have been for him...
Despite the snobbery, soaps attract dedicated followings. A full cross-section of society, who will watch any story with which they are presented, no matter how uncomfortable. On a daily basis, topics like euthanasia, gender identification, murder, rape and domestic abuse are brought directly into homes around the country.
Meeting the unluckiest woman in Madagascar changed my views on motherhood forever. Despite standing almost 6ft tall, Carolin ducks her eyes when she smiles, shyness getting the better of her. She hides her inner steel. She lost everything because she refused to abandon her children. She is the mother of twins: three sets of twins.
But I can't help but feel that the format of 'Married At First Sight' tarnishes that. Just as you may buy an item of clothing to try on at home, decide you don't like it and return it to the shop with your receipt, Channel 4's new show seems to imply marriage is something that can be taken lightly as you can get out of it at the first sign of stormy waters.
It goes without saying that levels of excitement among those of us who take this kind of thing seriously have become dangerously high. Parties are being planned, continental snacks purchased, national anthems practised and costumes obtained.
So Simon Cowell is on the hunt for the world's next super star DJ. No surprise there. What modern day impresario wouldn't want a piece of the EDM action? That's Electronic Dance Music for those of you who thought House music was all the rage.
The series is called Married at First Sight and it does pretty much what it says on the tin: it takes two strangers, gets them to marry, gives them six weeks to see if they can make it work and then asks them to decide whether they want to stay together or not.
I am pleased to see that diversity is on the agenda after actor Lenny Henry proposed new measures to increase the representation of BAME groups in the TV industry in his speech at the BAFTA awards. But why do we need to talk about these issues again?
Here's a pasta dish that is a real favourite in our house. I am not sure it will help me lose baby weight (well not in the portions I serve it) but for me it really is the taste of comfort and home.
Whoever said 'never work with children or animals' may have had a point but here at Food Tube we're always ready to throw caution to the wind. Which is why, as we count down to the third global Food Revolution Day on Friday 16 May, the whole gang is fuelling the fight to get kids cooking!
Such is our love for the annual procession of weirdness that the 'Eurovision party' is actually a thing now. As a lover of Eurovision, here are the three golden rules that I follow when watching Eurovision. You should follow them too if you want to have the correct kind of fun.
So Jeremy Clarkson has done it again. Not for the first time, the news agenda has been hijacked by the idiocy and anachronistic opinion of this called so called 'Journalist'. Being an established 'leftie' so vocally despised by Clarkson, I have received at least three invitations to sign petitions calling on the BBC to sack him.
The first act tonight was Patsy May, a glamourous puppet who was born (made) in England, but now lives in New York. This is what this show is all about. A fun, lighthearted and throughly entertaining five minutes. Patsy I'm a fan, a huge fan.
The idea behind this experiment is to find out whether modern man has lost that ability to look after themselves when they're stripped of everyday creature comforts," explains Bear. "Without your smart phone, without your computer, can modern man still cut it?"
My mother told me a few months after dad's death that he had often been distraught at what he felt was a self-inflicted illness. For me this was such an awful way for my father to approach the end of his life, especially a life which had provided so much joy to so many people. It is hard for me to admit, but I have felt angry with my dad since his death, because in a way he was right; it was self-inflicted. If he hadn't started smoking, or if he had given up in his twenties, thirties or even forties, I'm certain we would still be enjoying his glorious company today and for many years to come. However, it is not as simple as that.
As a feminist, I do feel frustrated by the lack of women in broadcasting but also think exploration of masculinity is just as valid as that of femininity. One is as important, complex and relevant as the other.