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I watched a bit of her and cockerney-wide boy (yeah right) Dave Berry the other night, it was grim. She had her head in his lap fluttering her teenage eyelashes, cockerney-wide boy looked a bit unsettled by it. I'm sure his atomic kitten, sorry sugababe, wasn't best pleased.
He was putting his head in his hands (which speaks volumes, Berry being critical, pot calling kettle black) as Peaches shouted at the divine Daisy Lowe that there were pictures of Daisy showing her nipples and that Daisy's ex-boyfriend had his mouth around them...no music was mentioned.
But come on, look at what they're hosting anyway. It's my idea of a nightmare. Peaches is gonna always get this kind of work now because of her mother (who was carcrash tv) She can't host, that was apparent, unlike her mother who did actually have some substance to her (ooh er)
If we're gonna take peaches out then there are a whole load of others who could go also. You don't need to know anything about music any longer to represent it - you just need quirky hair or a knobby voice.
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Jarvis Cocker or David Bowie or AVB or Johnny Borrell, she isn't picky
Cavey Cocker, Cup Cake Queen, Saint Thomas.
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