Deary me it seems an age since I last put pen to paper or brain to blog.

I trust you all had very Happy Easters and celebrated the Royal wedding with much pomp and patriotism or just celebrated the fact that we all had an extra day off work!

Before Easter we had another pleasant run in with the Cake Fairy.

Yes, Jill spoilt us once more and this time it was with delicious chocolate brownies that were so scrummy that the whole lot was scoffed within two days. Send out for the chocolate police, I think I may have eaten more than my fair share!

Two other people who wanted to express their heartfelt delight at our Easter treats were In-House Voices Mark Straker, pictured here manically shoving a piece of brownie in his usually professional tool otherwise known as ‘the gob’...........

......and Eleanor Howell who is doing her best ‘Dartford Tunnel eating brownie’ impression.

Thanks again Jill – you may come and sprinkle your luscious cake dust at VOX Towers whenever the fancy takes you.

So we had our Easter Chocs but what of bunnies , chicks and other such festive connotations?

Sadly we don’t get many bunnies or fluffy baby chicks hopping around Soho but what we do have in abundance are the scurvy of the London skyline, the plague of the city pavements, the half witted grey winged beasts of the bins – Pigeons!

A while back I posted a picture of two little eggs sat neatly outside our building on the ventilation roof. Unfortunately we aren't sure what actually happened to those particular new beginnings but fear they may have become Eggs Benedict for a predator pigeon who was sick of eating Macdonald’s and fancied some haute cuisine (and who can blame him!).

It looks like the canny mother to be may have had a second bash as recently Charles discovered that if you poked your head outside the bottom floor window and turned a sharp right you can see two little furry beings staring at you with beady eyes from a cleverly positioned nest.

The landlord has even put roof building repairs on hold until the birds have literally flown the nest – and who says city folk don’t have a heart for nature!

So there you have it - the current pets of A1 VOX – may they turn out to be respected pillars of the community, and if they have any sense, migrate further afield to the suburbs where the rich pickings are to be had and all pigeons are adorned with shiny coats.

James Buckley of The Inbetweeners and Rock and Chips fame returned to the fourth floor last week looking slightly worse for wear it has to be said. I believe he may have been out partying the night before following the announcement that he had been nominated for a Bafta for his role as Jay Cartwright in The Inbetweeners.

Still he soldiered on and recorded his lines with consummate professionalism. I do not know, neither do I care to find out, if he did in fact hurl following completion of said session.

James is currently filming for the The Inbetweeners movie out in Malia, Crete and the release date for the funny extravaganza is set for August of this year. So get all your Bus W***** signs at the ready as the boys hit the red carpet this summer. I can’t blooming wait.

The week before 'the wedding' we had the honour of welcoming in none other than ‘gravelly voice extraordinaire’ herself.....Mariella Frostrup.

Mariella is a Norwegian-born journalist and television presenter, well known on British TV and radio, mainly for arts programmes. Research to find 'the perfect voice' has indicated that Frostrup's voice is one of the best and also deemed one of the sexiest. Her voice is often used on TV commercials.

She writes for The Guardian, The Observer, The Mail on Sunday, Harpers & Queen and the New Statesman. She is also an art critic and has been on the judging panels for the Man Booker Prize, the Orange Prize for Fiction and the Evening Standard British Film Awards.

She also chaired a question-and-answer session in 2007 with British Prime Minister Gordon Brown, at the Labour Party Conference in Bournemouth, Dorset.

This is one quick thinking dame. Sharp yet Sexy – me likey!

However Mariella can also poke fun at herself as her roles in Absolutely Fabulous and Coupling clearly show.

On arriving at VOX Towers Mariella apologised profusely for having turned up in her gym gear and arriving all hot and sweaty after cycling straight from the gym to see us.

She kept asking if there would be any clients attending the session. On being told that it would only be us simple folk at A1 VOX seeing her Lycra clad wares, she visibly relaxed and chatted freely about escaping the Royal Wedding madness in London and heading off to the sanctity of Scotland. Uch Aye the No Wedding Noo!

I therefore didn't think it appropriate to ask her to pose for the blog, but what I did get for you lucky, lucky people out there is the lipstick stained coffee cup that Mariella was drinking from.







Aren't I good to you!











So we have had a few names put forward for the office plant.

Iain from Real Radio Scotland would like us to name the plant after a fellow green leafed friend that once adorned and oxygenated his office but went the way of the bin once the baby bio stopped working and there was nothing anyone could do – so Flemming may yet live on vicariously through one of the new A1 VOX plants. Thank you Iain and I hope this goes some way to healing the gaping hole in your soiled heart.

So endeth another round up of comings and goings at A1 VOX.

Tune in next week to see why Will Mellor's shorts are jangling (!) and get hot off the press updates on Pigeon-Gate.

Ta Ra for now.....Ta Ra!!!!!!!!!!!