Total Body Meltdown Initiated....

Thursday afternon. Post lunch meltdown time. The shuttered eyelids, rushing feeling in my legs and the pulling sensation in my torso either means i have had too much (or not enough) coffee or that i have already expended all my*work energy* for the day. I watched most of "The Real Take That" on Channel5 last night after being trapped on the sofa after a large curry and more Cobra beer and although hating them with a vengance found the whole thing quite interesting. Apparently they were started as a group to tour the Gay clubs under the ownership of their gay manager. It was only after several years that they were groomed into the teenage girls wet dream material we know them for best. In a way i feel quite sorry for them. They were totally controlled from day 1 which eventually ended in them splitting up after the divisions between Robbie and Gary Barlow over who would sing lead vocals on the tracks came to a head. They made millions of pounds - of which most have seen very little i expect, toured the world as total superstars and done many amazing things. If you think of it as something like an amusement ride then it would have been fun to have been there at the top of the rollercoaster only to teeter on the edge before plummeting down. Not sure i could have handled doing all that dancing though...