Ahhh there's nowt quite like 10hrs in front of a television set watching live music, yes, ok being there would be even better but at least this way I had a half decent view of what was happening.

Started well with a bit of Sir Paul McCartney and U2, was happy as larry, by the time Snoop Dog was on I was so comfy that even my dislike for such an 'artist' wasnt enough to make me move but when Mariah Carey came on I was out like a shot, nothing could make me stay through that racket the only worse punishment i could think of would be celine dion or barbara strysand. As an event though generally quite appealing with the likes of Razorlight, The Killers and Snow Patrol being the Highlights - I cant call Pete Doherty's cameo appearance even a highlight really, you could barely hear him next to the overpowering noise made by Elton John, trust sir Elton to put a downer on the day. A set from babyshambles would have only improved the day, c'mon Bob next time remember the Shambles.

Something that startled me though, the complete disreguard for any watershed, with bands such as Greenday and Snoop shizzley Mcdoodly dozzle dizzle doggy dog playing you can imagine the odd prefanity was tossed about but to my amazement these acts were put on at around 6o'clock when the mild mannered Joss Stone  wasn't on till much later. But even with such bands on early you would at least expect an apology from the BBC, but no, nothing.

On other news staying at my house this weekend are a couple of extremely posh sounding Yorkshire born miserable Goths. Not only do they laugh at the fact that music exists beyond the realms of dark underground gigs (the reason they are staying at my house is there is sommat happening in London) they speak in posh accents spurting "mother does this" or other posh phrases, it makes my skin curl.

Toodles!