Multi talented as she is Dotty considers the West of the first gold rush and the East of the new... while taking in Tax changes and other such high faluting business.  Busy, busy, busy, like the Queen Bee of Soho that she is... we can only assume that Miss Parker has attained boddhisattva-hood and now spreads her tender mercies via arms plural. 

Dotty concurs, how else would she be able to drink her daily five portions of fruit, recommended by Dr Antonovian of course, if she could not rest Apple-tinis and Pineapple Heads in a multitude of palms?  Our late night, amber hued visions of a mulit-armed devi aside, Dotty has been on a work-high of late, enjoying the bloom of Spring as Soho starts to come alive with glorious dandies, bright pink daisies and elegant limbs escaping from the confines of Winter's hosiery.  But a word of caution escapes her scarlett lips, enjoy the rush, let blood run through veins as the word "sale" reaches the high street and the low industry, but let buyer beware.... 

“You are the best. You are the worst. You are average. Your love is a part of you. You try to give it away because you cannot bear its radiance, but you cannot separate it from yourself. To understand your fellow humans, you must understand why you give them your love. You must realize that hate is but a crime-ridden subdivision of love. You must reclaim what you never lost. You must take leave of your sanity, and yet be fully responsible for your actions.”
Gnarls Barkley, in a letter to the rock critic Lester Bangs

Gnarls Barkley have become the first artist to make it No. 1 in the charts without a single record hitting the shops. Changes to the rules governing the way the British charts are compiled has allowed the week of web-only presales of Crazy to count towards the final chart position, and securing a number one slot. The most exciting thing to happen to music for quite a while, Gnarls Barkley is the exogetic combination of Gorillaz producer Dangermouse and soul singer Cee Lo who reportedly recorded the song in one take.

 Your film is almost done. All you need is that scene in the pyramids. Or on a submarine. Or in space. A seat on NASA's next shuttle is out of the budget, though. What's a desperate director to do? Build your own virtual set, of course...

This week Michael Whiner pays a visit to The Mucky Duck, the multi-award winning restaurant owned and run by Heston Charltonthal. The menu leans towards the exotic, with snail soup, frog's legs in eggs and deep-fried swan among the house specialities. Heston's unusual approach to cuisine has lead to him being the first chef in history to win 200 Michelin stars and acres of positive restaurant column inches.

However, much of that will be lost on Michael, who has film piracy and the death of the British film industry on his mind. As usual, he is already in full flow...