One side effect
of being a titian-haired goddess is that some people like to imagine you're a right goer (there's enough posts here to represent that particular stereotype) and apt to shag everything in sight. Women also tend to assume you're out to pinch their husbands, which may be why I seem to have more men friends than women.

In my last long-term job it amused the gossips to link me romantically with everyone from senior management to the latest work experience kid. My better friends kept me up to date with the latest stories - and there were many.

My particular favourite was when word got around that I was seeing someone on the staff of the works Local. This time I'd actually been seen canoodling with the guy, on more than one occasion. Hot on the trail of gossip one of my colleagues took a friend of mine aside and demanded to know the identity of my latest squeeze.

'Well ... that would be *Mr* boots' came the reply.
( Bootsthealchemist is barred from the Masterchef Facebook page, Sat 27 Feb 2010, 9:20, Reply)