Well allo there....
Hope you all enjoyed Kyle and Lauren's blogs. Makes a change from me writing it all the time, plus I think it's nice for you to hear how it is from their point of view too! I'm gonna make everyone I know do a blog, as and when they're about, so keep watching..... Next on my hit list are Jordan, Lewis, mummy and daddy Marsh, Ricardo (that'll be hilarious!), Sarah, gay Steven, and a whole host of my celeb mates. Shakes things up a bit I feel, and gives me a break from typing. Not that I need a break, of course - I love chirping on here every day! I just think it's nice for you to get on first tame nerms (private joke for you, Jordan Marsh, the one time Weller wasn't so cool!) with everyone and for you to see what it's like to be 'sucked into the parallel universe', as Lauren so aptly put it. Plus, they'll all proabably tell you stuff that I wouldn't think to and tell you a few secrets and dirty little habits of mine! Lovely!
Anyway, like I said, hope you enjoyed their blogs. Every day or every other day will be somebody new to get to know and to entertain you so keep your big eyes peeled.
As Kyle told you, we had a scream on Saturday night. Between me, Lauren, Kyle, Ricardo, Jordan, Lewis, Russ, Dan, Sarah and Steven we must have consumed half the alcohol in Brentwood. I wore a tutu with white tights and the highest black lace-up-the-leg heel you've ever seen. Looked a bit like Gwen Stefani in Vivienne Westwood actually. I didn't mean for it to look like that, it just sort of happened. Lush though and everyone loved it! Me and Lauren spent half an hour taking pictures of my shoes. We're very sad like that. Give us a high heel and a camera and we'll be in our element! We got back to mine at about 4am and Ricardo kept us up til 5am making tea and toast and telling us how he nearly killed the cab driver!
We got up Sunday and watched the Moto GP. Rossi started in 15th but still made it all the way to 3rd! Legend. Me and my dad said; if he'd have had just a couple more laps, he could have won! Unfortunately the others had too big a lead on him. Never mind, he still won the whole GP over-all and beat the 2nd guy by over 150 points! Now that's special! He looked amazing as well in white leathers. Poor Lewis had to sit and watch while I dribbled over him on the tv. Speaking of which, we did this thing the other day where you say "if you could sleep with anyone in the world, who would it be?" Lewis said Britney and I said Rossi. I then said "If you ever met Britney, I'd let you sleep with her for just one night, and if I met Rossi, you'd have to let me sleep with him once too! Fair?" He agreed immediately. Beauty of it is, Lewis'll probably never meet Britney. I, on the other hand, can go meet Rossi at any one of the GP's I so wish to. Yay! Rosster, here I come! ha ha ha ha. Saying that though, I've stood next to him in his hospitality in Yamaha but went too weak and silly to speak to him! I had one of those moments where you revert back to being a ten year old with a crush! My dad had to actually hold me up as my knees turned to jelly! So, actually, Lewis probably hasn't got anything to worry about! If I can't even speak around The Doctor, I'm not gonna be capable of giving him the ride of his life now am I?!
We all had dinner together yesterday which my mum cooked for everyone. It was delicious! Then, we all went to Sugar Hut for my brother's gig. Somehow, we didn't go to bed til 2am, even though it was a Sunday night, everyone had work the next day and the gig finished at half ten! We got kebabs after (chips in pitta for me and Lauren) but that doesn't take 3 and a half hours! Needless to say, we were still all up at the crack of dawn and have been working hard all day!
Today, ladies and gents, I dressed up as a chicken! That's correct - a big fluffy chicken! It was actually a glamourous show-girl kind of chicken but a chicken nonetheless. It was for a campaign for PETA called "I'm not a nugget" (accompanied by a cute picture of a baby chick). It was to raise awareness of vegetarianism. As you lot all know, I've been veggie for all of my life (18 years officially - before that I used to take the meat off my plate and hide it around the house!) so it was great for me to be involved! In this day and age, I really don't know why people still eat meat! I don't wanna bore you all to tears or preach, but let me just tell you why I'm veggie - I gotta get these things off my chest occasionally......
I believe that we, as humans, weren't actually meant to eat meat (or 'dead animals' as I like to properly call it). If you go right back to the days of Adam and Eve in the Bible, there is no mention of them eating meat, they ate the fruit from the trees! Our teeth are not canines like dog's or wolves (who need them to tear flesh), they are rounded like cows' or horses' teeth (to eat vegetation). Second to that is the fact that being vegetarian is actually healthier for you (less risk of heart disease, BSE - mad cow disease and Salmonella, or any kind of food poisoning come to think of it). Dead animal, like the rear end of a cow (more commonly known as 'steak' as it sounds nicer!) can sit in your system for up to seven days apparently! Gross! Fruit and vegetables go straight through without blocking all your pipes up! That's all the facts and health reasons, now for the interesting bit:
The reason I am veggie is that, from as soon as I could talk, I wanted to know what 'meat' was. When my mum told me it was dead animal, I never wanted to eat it again. At 3 years old, I was like "But mummy, I love animals, I don't want to eat them! Why do people eat them?" I still feel the same now. The way I see it is that Paddy is like my human child (as are all my dogs, but I'll use him as an example). I would be more than devastated if anything happened to him and I certainly wouldn't ever eat him (or any dog, come to think of it). Most people in this country wouldn't eat dog or cat - so why the bloody hell is it ok or different to eat sheep or cows or pigs. They're still living things. Paddy, if you even spent an hour with him, you would see, has his own unique personality. He is such a little character with a mind of his own and feelings and emotions. He is very loving and giving and protective of me, his mum. I know this about him cos I see it every day. What I also know is that all animals are the same - it's just that we don't take the time out to study them or get to know them. All other animals are protective and loving towards their young and have families and friends amongst their groups. They still have minds and feelings, they just can't talk! I, myself have had a pet pig (called Peggy Sue). She was exactly the same as having a pet dog. She would come when you called her. She understood a wide range of words, she was loving and affectionate and LOVED having her belly tickled! Peggy brought us so mush joy and laughter and we all loved her! In the Summer, I would spend hours in the garden with her. She would lay on her side and I would rest my head on her belly and talk to her, whilst tickling her. If I stopped tickling, even for a second, she would grunt at me and push me with her fat little trotter to make me carry on! Anybody that spent time with Peggy would fall in love with her (the same way they do with Paddy), so I ask you this: why would you want to hurt or kill her and then eat her?!!!!!!
Nine times out of ten, when asked, if you had to kill the animals yourselves to eat them, you probably wouldn't. Apart from those sick old fashioned types who wouldn't mind wringing a chicken's neck or slaughtering a cow brutally with an axe (and they're the sort of people you wouldn't ever wanna have babysit your kids, lets face it!). So why eat them just cos someone else has killed them? I'll tell you why. From birth, we are programmed by our parents (and society) to eat meat (dead animals). It is packaged up to look nice in Supermarkets and we think nothing of buying a 'steak' or 'chicken breast' in a little packet wrapped in cellophane. Fact is, that was once a living, breathing animal. One that possibly had children or friends. One that was perhaps only a baby itself! That chicken breast is actually the chest of a chicken that has been brutally murdered and then cut open to be washed and cleaned and put in a pretty little cellophane packet. Not very nice when you really think about it! So, if you can just think hard enough about it, you can re-program your brain to think the way I do. That No1. We probably aren't designed or meant to eat dead animals anyway No2. It's healthier to be veggie and No3. I don't wanna eat DEAD animals! If you won't eat cats and dogs then don't eat little lambs or cows or piggies either! I honestly can't see the difference. It's bloody barbaric! To me, the thought of eating dead animal is as disgusting as eating dead human. If I (God forbid) came across a murder scene of a person, the last thing I would think is "Mmmmmn, dinner" to then cut off an arm or leg, wash the blood away and stick it in the oven for roasting! In the same way as I wouldn't dream of sawing off one of Paddy's legs to grill if I got peckish. Can you even imagine?! No...... then think about why you do actually eat dead animals then?! I get all the protein I need from eating Quorn. I take vitamin and iron supplements and I am as healthy as the next person, if not healthier (I don't have 7 day old rotting flesh sitting in my intestines!). Lauren lost weight from becoming veggie, which she was pleased about (cos there's less fat in veggie food!) - bloody better than doing the ridiculous (not to mention probably dangerous) Aitkens diet anyway. There's no reason, in the days of Quorn Wimpy burgers actually tasting better than real chicken burgers, to still eat meat! Hell, they even do Quorn satay sticks now, chunks of Quorn on skewers in peanut sauce! And at least when you eat Quorn (that tastes as good as meat if you ask me!), you don't get any hideous gristly bits or random blue veins that make you gag!! Ten years ago it was tough being a veggie, especially trying to eat decently in restaurants. Now-a-days, it's cool, it's healthier, it's easy and there's no excuse to still be eating like cave men! When I walk into a supermarket meat section, I see nothing but poor little dead animals everywhere. It's like a murder scene for me. Think about it next time you're in there! And if all that ain't enough....... go eat a sweet with geletine in it. You know those penny sweets you get like jelly strawberries or blue sharks or whatever. Run your tongue round the roof of your mouth and gums after you've eaten it and feel that hideous greasy film. The one that leaves a gross after-taste?! That film is crushed up animal bone that is. Filth!
That, my friends is why I've loved every minute of parading round Oxford Street today in a glamourous chicken outfit. I've been all over the lunch time news and even made it to the BBC studios in time to go on the live show after the stunt finished! I've given loads of radio interviews today as well on why the little picture of a chicken on my T-shirt is saying "I'm not a nugget", oh and by the way, my two favourite items of clothing in my whole wardrobe are: a T-shirt PETA gave me with a picture of a tiny baby piglet looking forlorn on it that says "No, I don't have any spare ribs" and my big hoodie jumper that has a picture of a little baby lamb on it that also looks sad, it says above "Don't hurt us?! We are friendly animals!" - it breaks my heart.
With that, I'm off to give Paddy and Tommy and Teddy and Baby (I had Baby the chihuahua BEFORE Jordan the hideous got her chihuahua and called it Baby - why does she copy me? Please Stop!) and Bean lots and lots of cuddles and love cos they bring me happiness and laughter and are better companions than any man I've ever known!
Have a good day people, for more about being veggie, sick video's highlighting cruelty to animals or just more about PETA in general, go to http://www.peta.org.uk/
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