Moving, just keep moving......well I don't know why to stay, no ties to bind me, no reason to remain.

What a lovely day! And it only means one thing....I have to get my pastey old legs out soon. Which means I'll have to shave. Only joking, or am I? Maybe. Anyway, happy days are here again with the Vit D.

I had a lovely weekend in the end. I went to see my friends in Orpington to show them the video I shot at their wedding. I had a bit of a palava with this. Basically I didn't get it put onto DVD straight away and a month or so ago, I was viewing the wedding off my camcorder, and where I'd had a couple of wines I accidentally pressed record over the footage. It happened upon a (some might say) crucial moment. The vows. Never mind, I brought the mini dv into work on saturday and luckily good old VT Dubbing managed to stitch the tape together seamlessly.

So all you see is me going to sit down after doing my reading and then the next immediate shot is the marrying lady woman person shouting "The Bride and Groom!" and we all cheer. They didn't notice, because the whole vid is far from professional anyway. I only did it so they'd remember each other anyway. It was pretty cool because where my mates were busy getting married, they missed a load of "behind the scenes" stuff which made them laugh alot.

After the viewing we were sat around chatting and my friends were asking about my plans for the year and I said that when I get back from Oz I want to get a job where I can earn buckets of cash. In the old days money really wasn't so much of a driver for me, but as time goes on, I realise that I really need to provide for myself and make sure I'm comfortable. I was telling them both that I enjoy being independent and feel especially grown up. At this stage, my mum and dad pulled up outside and were like "Come on Leanne you have to come with us now." "But I want to stay." I exclaimed. "No, sorry, you need to come back for your tea." I looked well independent and grown up. "Sorry I have to go home now...." I muttered, scuffing my foot in the carpet.

Sunday afternoon after the radio show, I was sat around thinking, I could do with some DVD action and lo and behold there, in my peripheral vision was the BBC version of Pride & Prejudice starring Colin Firth. Why, I hadn't seen that for near on 8 months. YEAH! So I watched a load of that, 5 hours worth and then it was time for "Nuts in May" which was on BBC4. WOW perfect viewing for a Sunday I'm sure you will agree.

This week has been mostly great with all sorts of amazing things happening like, the sky being pink at night, which doesn't only delight shepherds, but me as well. Also, tickets are flying out the door for Catface Comedy on the 13th May which pleases me greatly.

This blog is BORINGO. SOZ!!

I'll still be doing it the way I do it.... and yet, you try to make me forget who I really am.

Well a crap start to the week and yet a lovely end to it. How we fall, but how we rise again will never cease to amaze me.

Basically it comes down to the fact that I'm a sensitive soul and am growing increasingly tired of people not realising this. This week there were two or three people who have disappointed me with their actions and I let it get to me more than it needed to. Then (of course) I spoke with my pals and they put me straight. If we were on the bridge in "Stand By Me" I'd totally wait for you.

I've thought further now about my plans for the redundancy period. On the 4th July I go to Ibiza (Cala Llonga) as is tradition for a week. Then I come back, and do a STAR STUDDED Catface Comedy on the 15th July. This night is going to sell out in about two seconds because of the acts I'm booking. They will be announced after the next Catface Comedy which is 13th May. Can't wait. Anyway - I come back, do that Catface and then head off the next day to Spain for the Benacassim Festival! I'm so excited. YEAH MAN! The Killers AND Kings of Leon will be there YAY! I'm taking my mouldy tent and we're going to camp. Its me, Lou, her boyf and his mate. I am SOOOOO excited. Then I come back from there and arse about till the end of July. Head BACK to Spain at the beginning of August to stay at my mum and dad's apartment, then.......... unfortunately I'll have to get a job. TEMPING. The thought of temping turns my stomach. Office work. Oh God.

Also having to go to an UGH..........Agency fills me with dread. See, I work in telly so I don't do all that Powerpoint shit. What shall I say when they ask me what I can do on Microsoft office? "ERM.... Yes, well I'm proficient in 'Paint Spa'. I can spray paint my own name...." Ah well Temping will be for just TWO months cause then its off to AUSTRALIA for three months! From October to the beginning of January. OMG, this year is going to be fucking amazing. I knew I'd come up with a plan eventually. YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! I can't wait to get back to Oz and see my mates, and Steve (Irwin) in spirit. I hope they've simmered down on the "Bindi" merchandise cause that was out of control.

Today I'm in work doing some dubbing and then I'm off to the 'Ton (Orpington to you and me) to see some friends. I've requested I go to my mum and dad's for my tea because they always have nice food.

Don't forget to listen to my radio show tomorrow morning on SW1 radio. Log on from 10am www.sw1radio.co.uk for some ace chat and ace music!

Here are some snaps of Catface Comedy. Have a lovely weekend.

The writing's on the wall, it won't go away, it's an omen....you just run on automation.

Um... so.... a weekend of weirdness. I was actually looking forward to the four day break but after a while I got very, very bored. Friday day-time I met my ma and pa in Borough Market for a mosy around. It was packed but there was so much food it was ace. We went for some yummy lunch and had a really good laugh. My mum's arm is improving (fyi she had a really nasty fall in December and has been off work ever since)which is good news. On friday night I was looking forward to the Red Dwarf marathon on Dave. Hmmmm, I didn't really rate it much, the episode seemed a bit slow. Also the way in which it was shot was too new looking. Still, I did like it a bit. After this they put on Quarantine which is one of my all time favourite episodes (Mr Flibble) and also the one with the "Dove Programme" which I canna remember the title of but a cracker all the same.

Saturday I just lazed about all day long. Like, all day long and then saturday arvo I watched Shirley Valentine. What a great film that is in so many ways. Then it was time for Doctor Who. Absolutely disappointed with this episode and also the backing music. It was like Superman or something. Ah well. Early night anyway so just watched Red Dwarf (again) and then bed. (The second episode seemed marginally better than the first)

Sunday morning was the Radio show which was pretty cool. I played my current favourite song by a band called White Lies. "Farewell to the Fairground". You need to listen to it, its very cool. I was feeling a little bit down after the show but then got a lovely email from an old friend of mine who'd listened to the show and had enjoyed it. So nice to have that little boost of confidence when I really could have done with it.

Sunday afternoon I met up with Evie and co for her boyfriend Matt's birthday. A messy night ensued. *sigh*

Monday I felt really crap and my fantastic mates rallied round. Thank you to all of you for your calls, emails & texts and of course the in-person company. My friend Louisa and I went for some lunch in Greenwich and then walked up through Greenwich park to Blackheath. There's a circus in town (you know how I feel about them) and also a fairground. I saw some donkeys and I went to stroke them and they were so sad. Like properly almost crying. I nearly started crying at this, I tried to make eye contact with one in particular whilst stroking his ears and he looked dead behind the eyes. I wanted to punch their owners faces in. But I didn't and instead we headed to O' Neils and had a couple of glasses of wine and some great chat with Lou. She was on top form and making me really really laugh, she's very cool. Then Stef joined us and we had a really really nice evening. We've decided to write a book, I think its going to be a best seller.

Needless to say from the above, you can probably tell that I'm not feeling the best I can at the moment. Apparently though, things are going to change. Jonathan Cainer, friend to the stars said so, see?

Libra, Tuesday, 14 April 2009

Hear that sound in the distance? That's the cavalry, riding to the rescue. They may be only just in time. You may have only one wheel left on your wagon, arrows piercing your armour, and no resources left to draw on... but they'll soon be here at last and they'll bring with them all they need to make everything OK again. Sorry to sound so melodramatic and sorry too, to suggest that you need 'rescuing'. But you need to know that there's time to think before you make your next move. And it's best if you do that! Now is the right time for you to take an in-depth, up close and personal look at your life.

I hope so Cainer, I hope so.

We'll head south, just hold my hand now. I feel like I'm casting off my clothes and I'm running through the snow towards the sunset....

YEAH!!! Well another cracker of a night at Catface Comedy. I love the Betsey Trotwood the owners/managers/staff are all so cool to work with. All of the acts did exceptionally well last night and a couple I hadn't seen were there so I was very pleased that they were all so well received. Thanks to all of them and of course to the erotic dancers and Lou. You lot rock. I was going to take a month out and do the next show in June but someone called the Betsey to book ten tickets for the May show and I just can't turn that away. So, the next show is on the 13th May and I really think you should ALL come. All of you. Just come. You can book tickets by checking out this group here on Facebook. http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/group.php?gid=44117679473&ref=ts Join up and be in the COOOOL gang.

Right so, time to talk about Twitter. Now, I have no problem with people wanting to join (I'm not one of them) BUT, what I do object to is people that marry Twitter up with Facebook so I have to read 50 billion status updates from the same person. Its like, I don't WANT to read that, and if I did I would be "following" you on Twitter. Just like people can CHOOSE to read this blog.... I mean, I don't print this out and go up to randoms, shoving it under their noses shouting READ THIS! READ THIS! Do I.
Although I enjoy updating my status on Facebook with some stuff that's true and some that's false, I understand that a once a day update (MAX twice) is sufficient. I might consider another cull if this Twitter stuff continues.

I'm so tired today and very much looking forward to this four day break. I plan to watch lots of telly, Red Dwarf mainly and Doctor Who. Tomorrow I'm seeing Ma and Pa and we're going to Borough Market. I intend to look all sad and lonely so they buy me stuff. Also this weekend NEEDS to be a detox for me 'cause I've been eating crap all week. In fact, I'm just about to have a KFC. That's bad isn't it. But sooo good. That's it though. As of tomorrow no more crap. I'm even going to go for a run over Greenwich Park, cause I mean such business.

I'm really looking forward to watching The Apprentice on BBCiplayer. What a great invention that machine is.

And finally don't forget to tune into my radio show this Sunday at 10am. www.sw1radio.co.uk is the website to go to and click listen now. I promise I'll be more perky than I feel right now. I expect you'll all be stuffing your faces with Easter Eggs so what goes better with chocolate on a Sunday? Why, a dose of Leanne Diggins to make your day even more agreeable, that's what I always say.

Enjoy the weekend and I'll write at you soon.

Now your grip's too strong, can't catch love with a net or a gun.

OMG how good is The Apprentice. Very good, that's how. I LOVE it. This week I'll have to BBCi player it cause I have Catface Comedy on wednesday. But that's ok! That's more than ok if last month's is anything to go on. I was a bit worried about audience figures but they've come piling in at the last minute so all good.

Right. Now this weekend was pretty cool. Friday night I did a four centre night out. Starting out in the pub in camden and then heading to my mate Leo's leaving drinks in town. THEN onto Emily's 30th birthday drinks. (by now I was battered) And then onto meeting my mate Caroline after her gig for some further drinks. I've come to the conclusion that I can't say no. At one point Friday I thought, ya know, it's probably better I go home. But instead went to McDonalds and got an immediate 2nd wind enabling me to actually make sense when I spoke. Paid for it BIGTIME saturday morning. BAD BAD hangover. My only comfort (and how sad is this) was that people's updates on Facebook were like "Chris - bring water, ill." etc etc So its not JUST me. That's the trouble with hangovers/drinking they make you paranoid android.

Saturday I managed to get up around 12pm and then did chores. Exciting. Then got dressed and ready for some filming action over at Greenwich with my pal Katy. We started off so sprightly and then after a while started to accidentally depress each other. Stuff like "I know this sounds awful but I really want a man with money and I want him to BE a man ya know?." Etc. "look at all those happy people. Selfish bastards" etc. And then we went to the pub but couldn't even afford alcohol so settled for lime and soda. Man wise it was slim pickings. As I waited in the Gypsy Moth for our drinks for a grand total of 15 minutes there were two men in front of me having a conversation on whether they'd tell the other one's wife about their cheating. The answer of course was "no.". And THEN, THEN, it emerged that their wives were waiting seated completely unaware of all this a few yards away from them. What fine upstanding men! Fucking hell. Depressing. We left soon after this.

Had a nice night in though troughing on food and not drinking. Really needed a night off so I could speak properly on the radio show the next day. It was pretty cool. I had lots of listeners who seemed to appreciate the music which was ace. The weather Sunday morning was amazing - instantly magics one into happiness. Good old Vitamin D. After the show I went down to revisit one of my favourite statues in London. Its of a lion catching a gazelle right near Victoria station, its very cool. I showed it to my mate Tom when he visited from Manchester a few years ago. Obviously, I thought of him as I checked it out and then he appeared in my dream last night. It was mental. Won't bore you with the details, can barely remember it myself to be fair. Anyway, so I did that then headed back to the old homestead, it clouded over so somehow I spent the entire afternoon chatting to mates on text, email and phone and listening back to the radio show. Why did I tell people about a limerick I sent to my old teacher when I was 15.

My mouth needs to be more obedient.

And finally, as mentioned before it is indeed Catface Comedy this wednesday from 8pm at the Betsey Trotwood. Its going to be a great night so come down if you're about.

http://www.timeout.com/london/comedy/event/137670/catface-comedy.html

Till next time.

Everybody's watching but nobody cares....Oh wait no, nobody's watching but everybody cares. Oh whatever, talk to you later...

I have butterflies in my tummy and I can't get rid. I think its because I'm entering this competition and I really wanna win. I have to think of what I'm going to do for it and its making me NERVOUS but excited too. YAY. Not gonna say what it is yet cause I'm one of those weirdo superstitious types. Or am I? Yes, yes I am. I still find it uncomfortable to walk over three drains. What a freak. The other day I saw one magpie and I was in a bad mood and said under my breath "Fuck off Mr Magpie I don't give a SHIT about your family." Then I thought, that's torn it, bad luck coming my way now. So do you know? I actually apologised to a BIRD. What the EFF? Yep, I'm cool. Its official.

So I decided to get involved with GMAIL. All my interweb life I've been a hotmail girl and I'm starting to notice how many people are going over to GMAIL. And the other day I used Gmail Chat when I was at the radio station. My name was Arnold. How odd. Anyway so I thought well I know about 10 people who are on the G Chat but only 5 on MSN. So I signed up for an account but I can't get the chat thing to work. It might be because I have no one to speak to on my list. It says I can invite people to chat but when I try it doesn't work. I tried to get Caroline M involved but she never got the invite. Or maybe she doesn't wanna chat with me?! Nah course she does. Ah well. Stoopid G Mail. How interesting.

I went to the gym yesterday as promised. It wasn't as traumatic as I'd envisaged. My arms ACHE today though, but I'm going back this arvo and then RUNNING in Regents park tomorrow. I know. I've changed.

Oh Em Gee, I've just downloaded Metallica's Unforgiven. I caught a snippet of it the other day as I was walking through Camden and I thought, ah GREAT DAYS in English class back in the day. I used to also listen to Rage Against the Machine's classic, "Killing in the name of." I was a naughty 16 year old in class and I distinctly remember listening to this song on my personal stereo in Mr Coales's english lesson and mouthing the words "Fuck you I won't do what you tell me." right to him. He was saying "Leanne! Stop that!" And I was like "What? Its not me, its the words to the song. Its not me, its the RAGE." I got kicked out of his class for 2 lessons. I had to go into group 7. (I was in group 1 so that was quite a knock.) They were all reading Beowulf I seem to recall...

Its Catface Comedy next Wednesday (8th). I think you should come. I've gotta rehearse the dance thursday night and its going to be HOT. As in sweaty. YEAH that's how I likes it.

And on Sunday of course its SW1 radio. I've just downloaded some great great songs so you know what to do. Sunday 10-12pm www.sw1radio.co.uk thats right. You better bring it.

Until next time.

Do the things that you always wanted to. Without me there to hold you back...don't think, just do.

Monday already. This last week's flown by. I've been on the naughty step for most of it. I put myself there, but you know when you just think, Jesus, again? So I'll explain what I did, this can be kinda like confession. Forgive me blogspot for I have sinned. Again. Ah its not really that bad, just went out last wednesday and got STUPID drunk and did STUPID stuff. It was one of those, "suddenly it was the next day" type situations and my friend annoyingly could remember everything. Don't you just hate that? You think you're as pissed as everyone else and then you have THAT conversation with someone and they're all like "And do you remember when you were lying on the floor?" "And do you remember doing 500 sambucas?" "And do you remember storming out of the pub after having a go at an innocent individual?" BLAH BLAH BLAH. No, I fucking don't remember. Sorry. Apologies Apologies Apologies. Evil, cheap wine. Can I come off the naughty step now, please?

Thursday evening I met up with Hev Bev which was great because she's a cool cat. She posted a comment on my facebook wall saying "Are you hungover?" Thursday daytime so I responded by saying "not really but regretful, now say something on my wall to make me look good." So she wrote "Hey Leanne, was really great to be be working on that new show of yours. Can't wait to see you tonight. Love Hev xx" Thus making me look great. Then she posted on my wall "PS: Have you seen my new website www.makingyoulookgood.com" And I laughed, alot. Because I know a few people that seem to conduct their "friendships" in the public eye. As in, on their facebook walls.

A few messages back and forth is cool, but like constantly? I get stuff coming up on my "feed" showing proper consistent communication through use of facebook wall from people and its weird. What are you saying "Look Everyone! We're friends! YEAH! See? LOOK! Its proven I write on their wall LOOK and they reply, SEE??? and we do it ALL the time!". When actually what your saying is, "This person won't give me their phone number." And if they have, you don't feel comfortable enough to use it. Thus you are not friends. Case closed.

Friday I had the day off and went into Greenwich to buy a couple of books from Waterstones. I read the first one that night and the next morning. It was coool. "A kind of intimacy" by Jenn Ashworth. This was one dark book but really really good. I'd recommend whole heartily. Saturday night my friend Karen came over and we went to Bar de Musee in Greenwich. It was a real laugh. But then this man came over and started chatting us up and I was sending him especially negative vibes to make him go slur over someone else. Suddenly he said something to my friend Karen, and she started saying "She does not! Fuck off!" and I was like "What did he just say?" and she said "You don't wanna know" and I was like "WHAT!" And she said "He said you look like Ashleyne out of Big Brother..." FFS! BLEE she looks like this.



INSULT.

So that was nice.

Sunday I had the radio show and of course having only had 5 hours sleep was a bit annoying, spesh with the clocks going forward. Still, had a good time but was SOOOO tired. Sunday Afternoon I was taken out for a lovely lunch by my friend Lee. It was very nice and he said my eye colour is orange and that I have nice hands.

I am still massively tired today and I need sleep. I'm going to the gym today, back on track with that and going to have a VERY easy week. Need some respite I think. I trust your weekends were all jolly.

BYE.