My saturday night was spent watching two very different shows, highlighting the stark contrast between someone who is globally adored, beautiful, talented, successful and charismatic...and one who is definately none of the above, never was and never will be.

The former was Kylie, the latter Leo Sayer, having watched Celebrity Big Brother and Showgirl: Homecoming respectively. Kylie was brilliant as always, dazzling with her stage presence and amazing costumes, of which my favourite was the leopard-print catgirl outfit although she looked fantastic in them all. The show lasted 2 1/2 hours and was excellent entertainment throughout, i loved every minute of it. Returning from her battle with breast cancer so swiftly shows the massive spirit within her tiny frame and i continue to wish her everything good in life as i have done since the 1980's. To millions of us she really is The Impossible Princess.

This is what we mean when we use the expression star.

Now for Leo, a guy who pre-BB i thought would be friendly, bubbly and possibly funny but who has only shown what a complete little up-himself twat he really is. Just to remind you in case you believed that he really was one of the great musical Brits, as he himself seems to believe, along with The Beatles, Elton John, The Stones, Rod Stewart etc...Leo had a total of 9 hits between '73-'82 which made the Top 10 and a solitary #1. That's less than Steps and S Club 7 amongst many others in chart history although we don't see Jo or H pompously trying to convince the world that they are pop legends and too majestic to wash their own underwear. He communicates in outright abuse, mainly consisting of the F-word, whenever he doesn't get his own way and practically stamps his tiny feet if his wishes aren't swiftly and meekly granted. This is what we mean when we use the expression has-been.

Leo, not only were you forgotten by us all many, many years ago but you weren't exactly the most important thing around even in your heyday so where you get all these delusions of grandeur from, i really don't know. He who thinks himself too important to wash his own pants has already disappeared up his own backside -Confucious (possibly)