I’m as tense as a Spice Girl; in a lather like Leona Lewis.
I can even feel the angst of that Scottish bloke that somehow beat the only bloke who could sing on the X Factor.
Yep, the pressure of landing that Christmas number one spot is getting to us all.
Let me make it clear, I’m no singer. Save the odd – and I mean odd – Bad Manners cover on the holiday karaoke, I’m not cut out for public warbling.
I’m talking about the real top ten. The best-selling book list in Bradford.
There are serious players in that race. Russell Brand, who claims to be a comedian, a couple of chefs and the guy who recovered from that crash on Top Gear.
And not forgetting this year’s version of the Guinness Book of Records.
All good Christmas stocking fillers, I’ll admit. But not chart-topping material…
That honour belongs to the fine tome penned by Dean Windass with a little assistance on my days off from Yours Truly.
Brand, Lawson, Hammond, Oliver? Your books are taking one Hell of a beating.
But there will be no resting on our laurels. Deano will be signing copies of his autobiography at the City club shop on Thursday between 6pm and 7pm.
Don’t want to use this as a blatant plug to buy it – but we’ve got a lead to hang on to.