At some point in life you have to be truly and utterly disappointed by your childhood idols and for me this moment came yesterday as I browsed through the magazines at my local W H Smith. Don’t get me wrong, I haven’t moshed my way through Dookie in years, but seeing my pre-teen heroes looking more like a Spandau Ballet cover band on the cover of this month’s Q Magazine still packs an emotional punch.
Given how incredibly important I am at Platform, I have access to certain parts of ‘the back end’ that regular contributors could only dream of. One of these parts is the ever fascinating Top Pages list, which as the name suggests, lists the week’s most popular articles. And as hard as I try, my stuff cannot get a look in.
I woke up very early yesterday morning to go and see Star Trek. I was excited, but not that excited. I got the tube because I thought there would probably be quite bad traffic on the bus at that time. I fell asleep for a bit and then bought one of those little non-Red Bull energy drinks (62p, Tesco Haymarket) to keep me awake.