This is a download from LBC, Steve Allen's Little Bit Extra.

Morning, everybody. Welcome to your free podcast for today. It's Monday the 12th. What a field day we had with the program this morning.

But we've saved some goodies just for those people who like a little bit of extra bite with their breakfast.

We make no apologies for this program. We just have to say it as it is.

I know people complain and they go, oh, why are you so awful about it? But they're still listening.

So to those people are extremely grateful. Thank you for podcasting. And of course, we all had to

suffer with poor George and Mayfoot. George Mayfoot was in Coronation Street. Then she was going

to disappear abroad. And we were all keeping our fingers crossed.

Sadly, like a bad penny, back she came again, and she goes on to, um, Strictly come dancing, and she goes out with the bloke she's dancing with, because she's a bit like that.

Bearing in mind, she ditched her old boyfriend to go on Strictly Come Dancing, and then she appears on Sunday brunch,

and she's been flooded with marriage proposals. Well, you know, of course, all these people

survive on that kind of oxygen of publicity. They like the idea that sort of people go,

oh, I really fancy you. It's a bit sad and desperate. It's a bit, as we said this morning,

like Ola Jordan, you know, who's written, I don't know, what could be described, the biggest work of fiction since whatever.

Somebody wrote it about fairies at the bottom of the garden.

And as I say, she's so desperate.

I mean, I always think if you're writing your autobiography, then you might as well just kick your career over because it's going nowhere at all.

Daisy Lowe has started snogging her new love interest

called Bradley Frankie Wade. We don't know who he is and care pressure is little, but of course

she does it publicly so she makes sure that somebody somewhere gets a photograph so that they can go,

oh, it's Daisy, who are you? Danny Dyer marries the love of his life at a ceremony in Hampshire,

not so much intimate as we've flogged every aspect of ourselves,

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