My transformation (or is that devolution?) to full-time tween seems to be in the bag.

I say this because not only have I developed a bizarre, and some would say distasteful obsession, with GirlTV to the point where I sing the theme song whle I cook, but I'm also completely jonesing* over that Emma Bunton (formerly Baby Spice) song Maybe. It's delectable pop with a twist of yé-yé for good measure. I'm seriously having bedroom discos, spinning it back to back with France Gall.

jumps and squeals

* see? I've even got the tweenspeak down.