Bank holiday isn’t just for us normal folk – some celebs like to celebrate it to. Bring on Jennifer Metcalfe who decided to use the long weekend as an excuse for a party (well, it isn’t her birthday til next week) and a 48 hour bender. Chinawhites was her first stop but despite looking foxy in her leopard print get-up (or leopardy) she nearly didn’t get let in to the place at all – which would’ve been highly embarrassing. The reason? She’d brought six fellas on her arm instead of Hollyoaks hotties and clubs only like groups of girls (because boys smell, obvs). Once inside she had the misfortune of sharing the club with Ashley Cole but sat well apart from the love rat. Sensible for her, boring for me. Over to another amazing non-party which I really shouldn’t grace with a mention – Rex of BB9 fame threw a bash for his ex housemates in London. Lisa arrived with husband Mario (check out her surgery horror story in this weeks heat) but seemed to have forgotten her clothes as she was only wearing a bikini. They all got very excited when Sam Pepper walked in – which might tell you something about the calibre of guest. Not that Sam Pepper isn’t god in my eyes. Speaking of god – if there is one, please let him make Chantelle and Preston get back together. It’s breaking my heart seeing her pine for him in the UBB house. I know he stopped her doing fun stuff like watching telly when they were married an’ all that – but remember the chivalrous/hilarious way he stormed off Never Mind The Buzzcocks when Simon Amstell took the Michael out of her autobiography? That is love. In other news – this weekend I dined out at Liverpool celeb hotspot 60, Hope Street (www.60hopestreet.com - where my boyfriend apparently spotted a footballer. He wasn’t called David Beckham so I wasn’t interested. I also visited the world’s smallest house and am officially obsessed with Cliff Richard and his hot 70 year old body. But that’s something for me to worry about, not you.