Love is in the air.

I’ve been so busy recently that I’ve had no time for romancing the ladies so when my good friend and barista Dan Tang offered to set me up on a blind date I jumped at the chance. I’m not so sure that it was a good idea, I’m meeting Angie tomorrow night and if I’m being honest I haven’t been this nervous since I got an invite to a pool party at Barrymore’s house last year. Dan Tang’s done his best to reassure me that Angie’s good fun plus a little slutty so I should prepare myself for a wild night. Fairdos, it’s like riding a bike isn’t it? (Although I’m more of a unicycle man.) Anyway, I thought I’d prep myself for the evening by nipping down to my tanning salon (‘Tanfastic’ (above ‘A Guy called Tony’) on the high street) and getting a bit of colour on my face, I would’ve had the full body tan but I’m playing the legs of a corpse on BBC's 'Casualty' next week. Things didn’t go exactly to script due to the fact that I had a raging cold sore on the left side of my mouth, which meant that I could only get the right side of my face tanned. I was sure that this would create an aura of mystique about me but in reality it’s made my face look like an eclipse. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that the old Banks charm will see me through and that Angie will be my kind of girl. I like my women how I like my coffee, ginger with big tits. Wish me luck.