I don’t like men who smell like women…get a hint and stop with the bad man-perfume already!

I love the smell of the hillside after it rains.

The sound of the ocean waves crashing against the shore line relaxes me.

Dontcha hate it when you get sand in your bathing suite?

Sometimes I cry for no reason at all.

I’m not a fan of Brussel Sprouts.

I like snow.

If I had a larger house, I’d have dogs and rabbits and horses and…and…and all of them! I

I have a cat named Lucy.

I love Ricky Hatton.

I adore Joe Calzaghe.

I do not love David Beckham although I am rethinking this.

I currently have 60 pairs of kickers and over 200 pairs of shoes.

I have been to a communist country.

I’ve been told I look like Dawn French. I don’t see it.

I hate it when I step on the plug to the hoover.

I love to sleep since I seem to do it well so rarely.

I have had a job lovingly referred to as “The 7th Level of Hell”

I got to sack “Satan Incarnate” in January 2007.

I fancy blokes with tattoos and motorcycles and who are really really tall. Yummy.

I will never, ever under any circumstances be a pole dancer.

Not a fan of wrestling (smirk) or NASCAR.

I speak a second language and tease a few others.

Pizza is a necessary food group.

I once spilled beer all over Bill Murray. True story.

Florida is hot.

London is crowded.

Arizona is just right.

Italy even better.