Left the house at the civil hour of 1030am and caught the bus over to Heathrow. Today was the first time I haven't had an argument about luggage with the people at a check-in desk in a long time, thank you Virgin!

Flight was delayed 2 hours and when we finally took off they couldn't get the entertainment to work in Upper Class so it had to be shut down for ages on the rest of the plane. Don't think they fixed it in the end but they did turn it back on, guess the celebs on our plane weren't happy. There were loads of them but only recognized Kelly Osbourne and the new Spock and Kirk. Did watch Pineapple Express which reminded me of the constant marijuana jokes that plague everyday life in Vancouver and then popped on the classic Curious Case Of Benjamin Button and for the third straight time it lulled me to sleep...

Picked up the rent a car without a problem and then headed for one of the shittest hotels in West Hollywood. I would use the term "Polished Turd" to describe the place. Rubbish service and they really aren't very helpful, perhaps it's because they confuse easily. They didn't want to check Nichola in as she wasn't the first name on a booking, she was down as the second name, easily confused?? At least they didn't give our hotel rooms away this time...

Avoiding their tiny dark bar we went to Barney's Beanery walking past Twiggy of Marilyn Manson fame and just missing a cat fight. Had a quick meal watching all the "Ian Winwood heaven" hockey highlights of course and then called it an evening. Still no idea what we are doing for the next few days but a 9am call tomorrow should make it all clear...

Here's the latest cover of Kerrang! with Madina Lake.