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January 15th

My heart belongs to Maddie and Rebecca (and Evie is growing on me a lot). I particularly like it when Maddie does her 'rabbit nose' thing.

I used to watch 'Let's Play' every day in the hope that Rebecca might be a French Maid and Sid might be a travelling salesman but no. Rebecca was always a football player with a moustache and Sid was always a golfer. There was a lot of potential there. I mean I am not expecting CBeebies to be Brazzers but come on.

'Down on the farm' was always good when I managed to catch it. Then Matthew Wright tried to make Storm a pin up model and it all fell down for me. She is far nicer (as most girls are) just in a jumper being natural then dressed as a burlesque dancer and looking uncomfortable.

Nina had the pigtails going on, but she's got rid of them now.

Oh and Jess on Waffle. That man must have some hidden skills as his first wife was a smokeshow as well (I have always wanted to get that in a sentence and promise never to do it again.

Maddie is going to do a bit of welding now. How very.

Cate doesn't really do it for me for some reason. I am too busy being distracted by The Darkness singing about her amazing machines. Thats just weird. I remember seeing The Darkness as pretty much the first act at Glastonbury one year. No-one had heard of them at the time and they were amazing. Just so entertaining. I will tell you my terrible anecdote about seeing Coldplay by accident at 11am while waiting for The Boredoms. Not now though.  Bitz and Bobs is on. I wonder if I can get her to watch My Little Pony instead. I have quite a thing for Rarity.

She is five tomorrow.

How time flies.

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