"Yeah" - the Meg Mathews column"

Noel was busy working in the studio all last week, so I took the opportunity to see a real girlie film - Shakespeare in Love, which was fantastic - and to be more domestic than usual. I had a meeting at Supernova Heights with Darren Gayer, who designed the interior. It's looking a little worn after a year of partying and football supporters tramping through, so all the paint needs retouching and the floors rewaxing.

Me and Fran did the guest list for the opening night of Irvine Welsh's new play, You'll Have Had Your Hole: there was Mel Blatt, Nat and Nikki from All Saints, and Harry Enfield. I liked the play but I was rather shocked - being about bottoms, it's not exactly something I would take my Mum to. Everyone came back afterwards to Supernova Heights for a few drinks, except for Mel, who had to get home to her new baby. I just can't believe how much energy she's got - much more than me.

I've been chatting on the phone to Anna Friel, who has finished filming in Los Angeles and has now moved to New York, where she is about to embark on a new project. I also found time for a spot of shopping. I had a meeting with the Tommy Hilfiger people about the designer's new store, and as their office is next to Voyage on Fulham Road, I couldn't resist popping in for a wicked little pair of pompom slippers. I met up later with Piers Adam from the K-Bar, as I'm doing the guest list for Cabaret, the new club he's opening in a couple of weeks (despite the pink shirt you were wearing, Piers, I don't really think you're too much of a hooray).

I spent the weekend in the country on my own, watching videos and spending time with all the animals - dear old Charlie the mongrel is still recovering from his op, but he should be home in a couple of days. Noel popped home from the studio at about one in the morning, but he couldn't wait to get back to the boys.

I spent Sunday night with Mel B and her husband, Jimmy. She treated a group of 10 friends to Cirque du Soleil at the Albert Hall - amazing acrobatics, gymnastics and bungee jumping (I've been overding the Pilates ever since), but absolutely no performing animals, thank goodness. We then trooped along to 190 Queen's Gate for a few glasses of wine.

This will be my last column for a while. It's hard to find the right note for saying goodbye to all of you who have shared a little slice of my life each Sunday. I have to say a special thanks to the people who have let me drop their names over the past three months - now they can go back to being themselves when I'm lurking nearby with my camera. Mad for it!

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c 1998 Andrew Turner

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