Well, here I sit. I fell at the second hurdle, unfortunately, and so won't even make it to the TV auditions stage. Maybe next year, if I can bothered, or maybe I'll try Britain's Full Of Weirdo's or whatever.
Not that I'm bitter, I think that anyone that looks like me and is over 45 and goes into something like The X Factor thinking they could win it and become a global recording artist is more than a little deluded. The strange thing is that I didn't really expect to feel as sad about not getting through as I do, it hasn't made me feel down, just normally sad.
All I can think is that they obviously had their quota of fat, middle-aged, alcoholics with a heart condition for this series and so that's why they said no ![]()
So now back to what passes for normality, back to family and trying to get prepared for my first Maths GCSE on Monday.
Anyway, that's all from me for now (Nick I will e-mail you over the weekend in reply to your message) see y'all
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NotBob
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Shame really, as it would have been good to see you on telly, but hey, it's not for everybody is it?

You had your chance and they blew it.