FRIDAY
I got up at about seven, as usual, and spent three hours writing
songs. Then I did my exercise routine in a sort of gym which I have.
Every day I start by doing twenty miles on the exercise bike, followed
by a series of weight-lifting with barbells and dumbbells. It helps
to build stamina and it's also very good for the bust.
After that, I made a start on all the paperwork and business, which
kept me busy until about four o'clock, when I went to the studio
where we are recording our new single. I sat there very bored while
the engineer set up everything, then spent some time listening to
the mixes and so on. I left at 2 o'clock in the morning.
SATURDAY
Once again I got up at seven - I find that my body can keep going
on five hours sleep a night. However, this past week has been more
hectic than usual and it's starting to show in my face. As soon
as the bags under my eyes start looking too prominent I'll have
to start getting more sleep.
After doing my exercises I did some designing for jewelry and clothes.
I arrived at the studio at two o'clock but left again at four to
go and do some shopping. I bought two pairs of shoes and a dress,
and then I went back to the studio.
At eight o'clock I had a meeting in Kilburn with my Art Designer
for the single cover. I drank a bottle of their whisky.
By the time I got home, at two in the morning, I was pretty shattered.
I lay in bed staring at the ceiling for a while, which I often do
before going to sleep. Another thing I often do is to listen to
hypnosis tapes in bed. If there's any area I feel I'm lacking in,
I've got a tape for it. If I feel I'm overweight I hypnotise myself
to get it off. I've also taught myself law, accountancy and a few
languages by listening to these tapes.
"I think I'm a sort of rabbit Saviour,
really." |
SUNDAY
After doing my exercise routine I spent half an hour sorting out
my make-up and something to wear because I had a radio show to do.
I got to the BBC studios at about three o'clock, signed autographs
for some kids outside, then got onto the show at about half past
three They got a girl to interview me who’d been to the same
drama school as I went to, and, unknown to me, they got ex-teachers
to 'phone in, which was really quite a pleasant surprise. They also
made me read a play which I did at drama school, and then they asked
me to tap dance. It was terrible because I'd got really high heels
on and the soles of the shoes were rubber so I couldn't get the
friction I needed for the tap sound. I made a complete idiot of
myself.
I left the show at four and drove straight to the studio, but the
mix wasn't ready so I went home and made a costume for a TV show
on Monday. I got a piece of black leather, made a top and put on
a few studs, then got my old school skirt and turned it into a pencil
skirt. After that, I did my accounts, which is dead boring, it stinks,
I hate it, yeugh!, but you have to do it because it saves you on
taxes and accounting fees. I got to the studio at eleven, left at
one and went straight to bed.
MONDAY
I took an hour doing my make-up, then a car arrived to take me
to the airport, but we were forty minutes late and missed the aeroplane.
So we sat in the bar for two hours waiting for the next plane. Arrived
at the TV studios in Newcastle at half past two and apologised profusely.
We rehearsed and recorded a number and were finished by four o'clock,
so we were able to leave at six. By the time we got to the aeroplane
we were all much the worse for drink. We got into London at nine-ish,
incredibly the worse for drink. I'll drink anything that's available
and today it was whisky. We couldn't find our chauffeur at Heathrow
so we went straight to the bar and got even worse the wear for drink.
We get very loud and paralytic when we've been drinking so that
nobody dares come near us.
Our chauffeur found us eventually and took us home. I was really
tired so I went to bed shortly after midnight.
"When I'm dancing up and down and singing
I gnash my teeth together really hard and they keep breaking" |
TUESDAY
Got up late - about ten - quite knackered. Got to the studio at
three o'clock, but by four o'clock nobody else had arrived so I
went shopping. I really hate shopping because people keep recognising
me and I feel stupid. Today, while I was in one shop, this girl
came up to me and stood virtually nose to nose with me and went
- "'Ere, look at this, Ann, I fink it's 'er!" I just stood
there looking at the wall. I get so scared sometimes because I look
different in real life - I probably look more haggard and knackered
than I do in photographs and people go - "Ooo, don't you look
a state! Ooo aren't you small!" It's really embarrassing.
Sometimes I cover my hair up to try to stop people recognising
me, but that doesn't seem to work any more.
When I got back to the studio, I 'phoned home to ask how Mum and
Dad were and if my rabbit was still alive. He was fine. My Mum has
to look after my rabbit for me when I'm not there. My Mum calls
him Fatso, but I call him F**k-face. He's a great rabbit and I love
him very much.
WEDNESDAY
Spent all day at my publicity office doing interviews and 'photo-sessions,
which was very tiring. Then I went home and did my business again.
After that, I fed my next-door neighbour's rabbit. I often feed
it although my neighbour doesn't know I do. I climb over the fence
and give it water and cabbage and things because his owner lets
him get really thin. I think I'm a sort of rabbit Saviour, really.
THURSDAY
I had to go to the dentist's today where I got ticked off for not
looking after my teeth properly. A lady called a Hygienist went
all round inside my gums scraping away at the plaque with a scalpel.
It's supposed to keep your gums healthy. I lay there for an hour
in agony because they don't give you an injection for it. Then she
made me show her how I clean my teeth, and she said "Very good.
You do it very well". Then I had to show her how I use the
dental floss and she told me I was very good at that too.
Later on I had a 'photo-session and an interview. I went home and
had an Indian meal, which I always suffer for, then went to bed
at half past nine, truly wiped out.
FRIDAY
I've got to be at the dentist's again by two o'clock today because
I broke two teeth on tour. When I'm dancing up and down and singing
I gnash my teeth together really hard and they keep breaking, so
he's going to crown them. I'll be in all afternoon - then I'll be
`out' for the rest of the day because he's got to put me out to
do it . . . What a way to end a week!
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