Name:                    Terri Nickname:            Knobby (don't ask) Country:               Norway Age:                       21 Occupation:         Freelance journalist etc E-mail:                   cheznobby@home.no/knobby@start.no "Me": My guess is this is what "Knobby" would look like if she looked like anything ;-) But she's not quite as innocent as she looks like... So beware... Take my Quiz on QuizYourFriends.com! My dog: About me: OK, so I've had a couple of "complaint" about what happened to the old page, and wher'e the personal touch etc. and Where's Knobby?!? Well, she's still here, only Knobby and George haven't been dancing for a while. I've had a couple of George-free months (well, more than that, actually) where I've just done other things. Listened to other people's music, written a lot (trying to be a journalist etc) about other people's music, acting, interviewed a few... Trying not to fade away in the process. It also has to be said that I was 16 or 17 when I made the first website. When I was 16 I was nuts for George. My mother never thought I'd find a 'normal man'. When I was 17 I did - and she still wasn't happy *lol* Mothers... Right now I'm torn between a love that probably doesn't want me and a man I really like who wants me - but lives in LA... Anyways, I'll add more of what was on the past page, but it'll take a couple of days. If I recall correctly, it included a lot of pics. ;-) I have limited storage on this site, unfortunately. I might move later, but this is fine for me right now. I don't know, George has taken up a lot of time and energy the last couple of years for me, and I guess I'm on a break. I did have some fun times in 2001, trying to meet him. I met just about everyone except him! All his studio guys, Jon Douglas, Andy Stephens... All trying to get me to him - even George said (on two different occasions, to two different people) that he was sorry we hadn't connected. It was fun, I miss those days, hanging out in the snow and rain, just waiting. It was a kick. And no, I was nowhere near his house. I know well where it is, but I wouldn't wait for him out there. OK, I admit it, I went there once, just walking by, when I thought he was in LA. Hell, he said he was going to attend to the Grammy's right! How was I to know that he was in London 2 days before? I thought the gates opened, but thank GOD they closed, as he had just come back. I was ready to run like hell, believe me. OK, enough nonsense now ;-) Gonna have to do some old fashioned working... Money money money, must be funny, in a rich man's world. I'm ready for a nice guy with a little £ on his hands - any takers? My dog is very well trained and only changes her coat twice a year ;-) I'm good at vacuuming - even though I hardly do it at home - and you won't even notice her ;-)