Having a nervy B

Oh my god. I start work experience at Surrey Life magazine tomorrow and I am quite literally having a spaz attack. I have no idea what to wear and the boy isn't helping. In fact he's playing on the flipping Playstation while I'm sat here slowly dying.

Mum isn't much help either, you can't really describe what's in your wardrobe over the phone. I think I might have to do a late night phone call to little J to come and help me because I'm really not getting very far here.

Am going to get up at about 6.30 so that I have plenty of time to get ready and be looking my best. If I set off at about 8.30am I have an hour and a half to get there, even though they're only 33 miles down the road I have to negotiate the M25 and that can be a nightmare on a morning.

Oh well wish me luck!