11th August 2005

Well hello! Long time no write! Sorry about that. Here goes....

I split with Kenz, met a guy called Scott Wright - that didn't work out; now i'm seeing a guy called Shane Bryne. The end..... Only joking. Well, actually, I'm not - that is what happened but i'll go into a little more detail if I may. Hey - it's my bloody website and other than my book, it's probably the only true thing about myself I get to see in print!

Split with Kenz for a number of reasons. 1. He was too young 2. His mum hated me (for no justifiable reason) 3. His manager hated me (and I him to be fair - what sort of a music manager to a popstar doesn't have a record deal lined up for his client for the week he comes out of Celebrity Big Brother , having been tipped to win it?) Kenz and I had a wicked time together but it was never gonna be a long lasting thing. I'm 7 years older than him and it sounds awful, but since having my heart well and truly broken by Max Beesley, i didn't want to ever go out with a real man again. Too painful. I decided that young boys were the way forward as I reasoned to myself that they wouldn't be able to hurt me. I was correct in thinking this, only i'm not so sure that I didn't hurt him. I can't say a bad word about Kenz, he's lovely. One of the lovliest boyfriends i've ever had to be fair. I just couldn't carry on seeing him given the circumstances surrounding us.

After a tearful break-up just after our holiday to Barbados, I flew to Cyprus to film 'Trust Me, I'm a Holiday Rep'. Its coming out on September 18th. DO NOT MISS IT!!!!! It is quite honestly going to be the DADDY of all reality TV shows. Think Paris Hilton in The Simple Life mixed with Faking It mixed with Big Brother (including all sexual antics) and you're still not even close to how funny and entertaining the show is going to be. Better not say anymore about it cos the TV company might get annoyed if I start giving away secrets but put it this way; i've booked ten days off work to sit and watch it when it's on. It's going to kick butt in terms of quality TV viewing. The other celebs on the show are Syd Lyttle (Little and Large), Jordan Knight (New Kids on the Block), Jasmine (moody one off Make Me a Supermodel), Scott Wright (Coronation Street), Nadia (Big Brother) and Nina Misckov (not sure if that's spelt right - sorry Nina! She's a famous journalist/broadcaster who's interviewed the likes of John Lennon & Michael Jackson!).

Anyway, the sun, sea and drinking got the better of me and before I knew it, i was getting romantic with Scott. Note to self: holiday romances DO NOT WORK. They're never as good when you get them home for some reason! I won't ever be pulling abroad again! It's not big and it's not clever!! I'm not even gonna go into the details of why we split - lets just say he wasn't who I thought he was when I saw him in the grey light of England.

That relationship done and dusted, I went back to work. After a few weeks of blissful girlie singledom and no annoying man to answer to; I got offered the chance of a lifetime. As some of you might already know, I ride a motorbike. Well, I've got two in fact; a Yamaha R6 and a Ducatti Monster. My favourite thing in the whole world is the Moto GP (Grand Prix of motorbike racing). I've been secretly in love with Valentino Rossi (the world champ) for years and watched every single GP race for as long as I can remember. Anyway, my mate Karl from Juice Mobile calls me up and says he can get me VIP paddock passes for the British GP. In other words I can go along to the Champions day and meet all the riders and go in all the garages!!!! One word - only I can't say it on an uncensored site. It begins with an F. After dancing round the room and calling my dad to scream down the phone to him (he loves the GP as much as me), the date was hastily booked into my diary with strict instructions to Jo (my publicist) that NOTHING would ever be as important so could not be booked on the same day. The day of Champions was one of the best days my dad and I have ever had. We met most of the riders and acted like such groupie fans, i'm sure they all thought we were weirdos. Anyway, the British rider Shane Bryne, otherwise known as Shakey took a shine to me and offered me a ride round the track on his scooter. Doesn't sound like mush, but he still managed to get it up to about 70mph on the famous Donnington tarmac. My eyes watered and I giggled the whole way round. When he dropped me back off at Yamaha's hospitality, he said he'd come back later for a photo with me. When he came back, he got my number as well as a photo. To cut a long story short, I ended up being his brolly dolly on the grid the following Sunday. Nearly wet my knickers when they started all the bikes up and even though it was pouring with rain, i've never been so excited in my life. My dad and I then watched the start of the race from the pit lane with Shakey's mechanics and after three laps, ran back to watch it from his hospitality in the warm. Again, best day ever!!

The next day I posed in a g-string and bra made from sweets in the middle of a park in London (as you do) for the Gift of the Year Awards and did a load of other stuff which took me up to Thursday, where I found myself on a plane to Germany to see Shakey and be his brolly girl again for the race that Sunday. Had an amazing time. Did some sunbathing on the roof of his motorhome with his mate Prof and generally hung around like a VIP the whole time. Loved it.

On the Monday, he took me to Austria and we spent the day out on a little wooden rowing boat
in the middle of a lake. Flew home Monday night and went straight back to work on the Tuesday. By Wednesday I was in Switzerland cos Shane (Shakey) has a house out there. We drove (which wasn't pleasant) cos he wanted to take a new sofa out there to put in his house. 12 hours in a van is not my idea of fun, come to think of it, neither is lugging furniture about! Stayed there til the Sunday. It was actually good fun in the end cos I bought a pair of roller skates and spent the whole time on them (including going into Ikea and getting on and off trams wearing them).

Sunday night we went straight from Dover to my brother's gig in a pub in Brentwood. My bro (Jordan) is the real talent in the Marsh household. He's a singer/songwriter/pianist and is just about to sign up to a MAJOR record label. I know i'm biased cos i'm his sister but to prove how good he is, the two guys that have just produced his album for him are called Joe Barboza and Narada Michael-Walden. Narada produces for Stevie Wonder and the likes. He's huge in America and would not normally work with a random un-signed artist. He's on the same kind of level as Quincy Jones. Get my drift? Anyway, gig was amazing - as they always are and I went to bed that night with Shane and 5 of my dogs in bed with me (the four chihuahuas and Paddy the bulldog). I've got two labradors but they smell too bad to have in the bed. They sleep in the kitchen and for that reason they are known to my friends only as "the smelly dogs in the kitchen".

My first day back at work was quite long. Jo has been cramming stuff in cos I've been away so mush so I worked for 14 hours or more. Did a photo call in Soho Square in the morning for Remington. It was to promote their new men's pubic shaver. Class! One of my boobs 'accidentally' fell out while posing. That always seems to happen when I get bored! Anyway, went from there to do some filming for my new TV show on mobile phone. Its an advice show. Rather like my old Zoo column, only mush mush better. I give advice and tips every day on relationships and the naughty bedroom stuff. People send in real questions (via text or email) and I answer them. There's a link to it from this site so if you want me in the palm of your hand, have a gander at it. Its very saucy but very informative too if you know what I mean.

Left there for two hours to go and do an appearance at a new Golf Club that had just opened. Had to do an interview for Sky news. The guy who interviewed me was lovely actually. That makes a change! After that, back to the mobile TV show filming. Didn't finish til about 8pm and went straight from there to a restaurant to meet my mum, dad and brother. Shane had been with me all day so he came too and we had a very nice meal, after which we went to my mates pub and played darts. Me and my darts partner Paul won. Yes I know... I'm a geek! Had a laugh though cos two weeks previous to that, Shane had been saying to me that i'd "NEVER" get him in a pub playing darts as it was "sad". Funny cos by the time midnight came he was practicing on his own and swearing that he was going to go and buy a darts board the next day!

Tuesday I did a photoshoot for PETA's new campaign. They are the People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals and they did the famous "I'd rather go naked than wear fur" campaigns, along with the amazing pic of Pamela Anderson in the lettuce bikini. I was so honoured that they asked for me and nearly burst with pride on the day! It was an excruciating 3 hours of being naked in a crouched position on the floor while they body painted me (while everyone around told me to "think of the animals"). It was definitely worth it! The photo's look amazing (even if I do say so myself) and it's for the best cause. I've been a fan of PETA's work for years so still smiling that I've actually worked with them (and will be again soon)! Still hasn't really sunk in. Honestly, I can't describe how chuffed I am to be involved with them and that they actually asked for me. Apparently my name came up when they did a poll to find the sexiest vegetarians! Can't moan at that! I've been vege for practically all of my life. They also gave me a load of wicked stuff, like a T-shirt with a picture of a baby piglet on it that says "No I don't have any spare ribs". Just about says it all really doesn't it? Anyway, I haven't done topless, let alone naked pix for quite some time so I think these will be something you might want to look out for.

The following day, I went to House of Fraser in Oxford Street ansd filmed 'Bogeys' for the kids TV show Dick and Dom. Basically, it's a competition between Dick and a celebrity to see who can shout 'Bogeys' the loudest in a very public and unsuspecting place. I won't tell you who won but it'll be on in the next few weeks so look out for it. COMEDY viewing. And that's about all I have to say right now. Like I said, Trust Me, I'm a Holiday Rep is out on the 18th September and is quite frankly unmissable. I've got loads of other things coming up too, just that I can't remember what they are right now. Its about midnight and my eyes are starting to go crossed from looking at the computer screen for too long. So, on that note, I'm gonna love you and leave you. Hope life is treating you as well as it is me. I promise to write sooner next time. In fact i'm gonna start updating every week cos then I don't have to write as mush AND I feel it's quite nice to have these little chats about my life!

Ooooh - forgot to mention also that Shane has his own helicopter and took me for a fly in it (inbetween the globe-trotting we've been doing). It was amazing! We flew to my house and landed in the field, whereby we picked my dad up and took him to Lakeside and back in ten minutes! While I was at work yesterday, he took my brother out in it for the day. Jordan has decided he wants to get one! Although he'll have to get a flying licence first which took shane about 67 years by all accounts. Needless to say, I can't wait for the next big red carpet event - I'm gonna get him to fly me in by chopper. Well.... I've pretty mush exhausted the old red carpet stunts. Time to spice things up a bit I feel

Lots of love
xxxx