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used to work in an abattoir. I had a job at a pork factory before being on TV and I loved it. In the end I had to give it up because nobody wanted to come near me because I reeked of pork. Sometimes I can still smell the meat on my fingers.
I once dated a robot ? and he fell in love with me. I was filming a gadget show called Flack Attacks in Japan. Apparently, he's the first robot ever to have feelings, and his eyes turned to little hearts when he saw me. It wasn't the dullest date I've been on. They're about a million years ahead of us in Japan ? they even have dog translators out there. When your puppy barks, this box tells you what he's saying. Though it's always something like, "I'm hungry' or, 'stroke me, you b*****d."
Bez from The Happy Mondays nearly killed me. I did the Gumball Rally last year and Bez kept bullying me to go in his Ferrari. As ever I thought I was cooler than I actually am. I was so excited by the idea of racing across Europe in a Ferrari, but when I was there I just got scared and wanted to go home and cry. Bez doing 180mph on a public road ? how scary is that?
The Red Hot Chili Peppers' lead singer charmed the pants off me. For my first ever job on TV, I had to hang out backstage at one of their gigs. I hadn't ever interviewed anyone before. I went backstage with my little camera and met Anthony Kiedis. He's a bit of a womaniser, and frankly the sexiest man I've ever spoken to. He turned me to putty.
Rock stars' biggest secret is that they are all wimps. I didn't find any drugs backstage with the Chili Peppers. In fact, they really weren't very wild back there at all. No groupies or anything. They have this canteen where they all hang out and eat posh dinners. Not very rock 'n' roll. The whole time I was thinking that there must be another backstage area they're not telling me about. The place with the drugs and the whores. My boyfriend's band are just as bad. They just have cake and tea backstage.
I've turned up for work still drunk. We've had some pretty wild nights at The Hawley Arms, which is owned by one of my best friends. It used to be this dirty little biker pub and now it's been transformed into this strange celebrity beast. You get a lot of people who just come in hoping to see Amy Winehouse slumped in the corner.
On Friday nights you have to queue all down the street to get in. On the night of my birthday, people ended up dancing on the bar. It was a bender and when I went into the television studio on the Saturday morning I didn't tell anyone. I just rolled in and slumped down in front of my make-up lady.
I left John Leslie lost for words. I interviewed him for a football show and it was the day after his Abi Titmuss sex tape came out, and I said, 'I hear you used to be a goalkeeper. Are you very good with your hands?' It was too perfect an opportunity not to make him suffer. I asked him about his ball control and whether he enjoyed performing in front of the cameras. It was the only time I've met him when he wasn't trying to crack on to me.
I dress up as a badger on a regular basis. And I've got a full-size banana outfit, which is good fun, too. The great thing with kids' TV is that you can come up with any stupid idea and nobody will care, they'll just give you money. I say, 'I want to dress as a banana' and nobody asks why; they just go off to the tailors and make it happen.
Despite having bought three cars and had 60 lessons, I still can't drive ? even the roads scare me. I bought the cars to try to motivate me, but I just ended up selling them.
Stars just don't make wild demands like they used to. When Girls Aloud came on they said they wouldn't perform until we ordered in loads of McDonald's burgers. If I become as big as Cat Deeley I'm going to throw ridiculous diva tantrums.
The only thing I've ever blagged is a tracksuit. Every magazine I pick up there's some celeb showing off something amazing they've got for free. The most exciting thing that's happened to me is when I was walking down Camden High Street and this bloke pulled up in a dodgy old car.
He shouted, "Are you Caroline Flack off the telly?" I said, "Yeah," and he went, "Hold on a second," got out of his car, went to the boot and said, "There you go, have a free tracksuit."
Brilliant.
