Pizza and Surallen

Phew - news updates are all done. Nothing happens for months, then it's news coming out my ears. Well, three bits of news. Which is quite a lot, when you haven't had any for a while. Go and buy something to celebrate.

Oh, hang on a minute. Dominos are delivering...

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Right. Am now fat. Good show.

Busy month coming up, with lots of to-ing and fro-ing from London, and far too many nights in hotels. It starts tomorrow, far too early in the morning, Glasgow to Gatwick, and then the return trip at night. I feel sleepy just contemplating it.

Yet Surallen has still to choose his apprentice, and so I push on. Kate has designed a box of chocolates that looks like a box of tampons. Yasmina has almost no concept at all, and chocolates that make people gag. There's everything to play for.

With marriage and the move to India fast approaching, this could be my last series of the Apprentice for three or four years. Damned if I'm quitting now...