[Amy]

If any one is interested Dermot O leary (God to me ) has a new show starting tomorrow here's the low down

BBC Choice
10:30 pm Tuesday Oct 15th


Davina McCall

Start of a new series in which Dermot O'Leary meets celebrity sports fans and accompanies them to a sporting event of their choice. In this edition he joins Davina McCall to watch Arsenal play at Highbury.

[susieq]

That sounds really good Amy. Shame it's not on BBC1 cos I won't be able to see it.

Will expect a 'press pack' report of each show cos I know you'll be glued to the screen!!

[LEE]

Just a reminder. This is tonight at 10:30pm.

[Amy]

Thank's LEE i had forgotten!!!!

[steve_o]

All the excitement of the site being back and you forgot about Dermot being on.

[Amy]

I managed to watch this last night and thought it was very good I would have been Dermots partner for the footie match

[Romantic Old Bird]

Sorry I missed it.

Dear Dermot.

I wonder if he still remembers our meeting.......what am I saying?

Of course he does.


He lies awake, night after night, twisting and turning, watching the minutes edge slowly by on the clock on his bedside cabinet. Listening from his Dockside penthouse to the sounds of the river and the city.

Sometimes he gets up from his twisted bedding, pulls a towelling robe loosely about his well honed, naked torso, and stands on his balcony looking down on the passing river traffic.

How can they go on, as if nothing has happened, when his world has been turned upside down?

It has been three long months since that fateful day. Time does not soften the longing, or fill the emptiness. He thinks only of what could have been.

Oh, that he could turn back the clock to that very instant when his fingers brushed sensually against hers!

Even now, if he thinks of that moment he can still feel that jolt of electricity course through him. Through his very substance.

"Why, why?" he calls out into the lonely night. "Why did I not hold on to that delicate hand, kiss those fingers, beg her to stay? Why did I let her go?"

Poor Dermot.

Such anguish, and all in vain.

It is not meant to be.

My heart belongs to another.

The misery of unrequieted love.

[Boris]

Oh Rob....really !

[Amy]

I will not say a word regarding ROB's post but i will show my pain in smilies....