Jah Lush

Big Bayou - Ronnie Wood/Bobby Womack/Rod Stewart (take your pick).

There's no doubt he's a top quality player but as you say his attitude in the past and his constant chopping and changing of clubs leaves a very big question mark about him.

In Dreams - Roy Orbison

Hmmmmm....Drogba is moaning for a move (again) and if Chelsea get Anelka which is highly likely they'll be replacing one Le Sulk for another.

Outta Space - Prodigy

Man Of The World - Fleetwood Mac

Do The Strand - Roxy Music

Napoli salami, brie and sun blushed tomatoes in toasted ciabatta.

Love Is A Losing Game - Amy Winehouse

It's just like any other Pizza Express only it's in the Village, which is a very nice place to be. Best to go in the evening to avoid the tiny tots.

Love For Sale - Billie Holliday

End Of The Century - Blur

That is absolutely fucking outrageous.

The End - The Doors

Up On The Roof - the Drifters

Knocked Out Loaded - Bob Dylan

That is utter contemptous bollocks. OK, I understand where you're coming from Mockney because of what he did on his last day at West Ham when they were relegated and he immediately asked for a transfer but he's matured since he's been at Spurs and he hasn't once complained about not being regular in the starting line-up, he's said on many occasions he doesn't want to leave and indeed wants to sign a new five year contract that was recently put on the table for him rather than go somewhere else. He loves Tottenham and doesn't want to leave and the fans love him too but unfortunately Juande Ramos has said he can go if he wants to. I think he's a reformed character and a model professional who would get into most Premier League sides starting line-up on a more regular basis than he does at Spurs. I want him to stay. Martin O'Neill is a pretty good judge of character and must feel he'd be a very good addition to Aston Villa's squad. He's a natural goalscorer, which is what Villa need at the moment and five goals in his last seven games is a very good return from someone who spends most of the time benchwarming. Jermain Defoe, he's a yiddo, Jermain Defoe, he's a yiddo.

Movin' On Up - Primal Scream

She's The One - Robbie Williams

That's cheating Michael. You can't do that. That's just not cricket old bean.

You poor bastards. This self flagellation whilst in denial of the simple pleasures in life because of the guilt you are feeling over your over indulgences during the Xmas period is giving me quite a few laughs. Let's see if you go the distance. I know it's hard not to drink during social occasions because I've been there and done it. Never again.

I Am One - The Who

Only You - Yazoo

Miss You - The Rolling Stones

You going on the piste Anna?