Four Weeks Noticed

The mag came in today, so I had stuffing envelope fun, sending it out to those lucky people who get a free copy. Then I got to tidy the props cupboard - found a cauldron signed by 3SL and a top signed by the Sugababes. Imagine.

And bellefire came in and sang two songs to us accompanied only by acoustic guitar, no mics or anything - it was actually quite impressive - not my sort of thing by a long stretch of the imagination, but pretty good.

Sent out to get some vox pops today - five 13 to 15 year olds required to voice their opinions (on whether singers like Justin Trousersnake should be allowed to act in films) and be photographed for the magazine. OK, I was slightly worried about the PCC guidelines, since 13 to 15 year olds who are out in central London on a school day are unlikely to be with their mums or teachers. After an hour of tramping the streets I lucked into Year 9 on a school trip in Trafalgar Square. The perfect age and I got to ask their teacher if I could do it. I was feeling pretty smug about that, but then I got asked to go out and find another five about which was the best boyband ever. Ended up standing outside topshop for two and half hours (with all the model spotters either side of me). Finally caught a gaggle of girls in their uniform, but only two wanted to be in the mag. It was nearly five o'clock by this time so I went back to the office. Will probably be forced out tomorrow to get more.

Also had fun posing for the mag - they're going to put Will Young's head on my body - apparently Kylie's said he's a rubbish dancer, so I got to do all kinds of comedy dance steps. Was V glad I was wearing a new top.

I just got stuck in the lift. For about 15 minutes. Come back King's Reach Tower, all is forgiven.