Louise Cliffe Best of order, gentlemen, if you would put your hands together and give a warm reception to this month’s fabulous cover girl, the delicious Louise Cliffe. With the face of a particularly good-looking angel, a body that pretty much defines what female perfection is and a cheeky Mancunian accent that makes us feel all warm inside, Ms Cliffe is the ideal Switched On woman. Take it away... So, Louise, what do you look for in a man? Someone who’s nice, genuine, down to earth. Yeah, we’re winning so far. So who’s your ideal fella? Bam Margera from Jackass, I think he’s quite nice. We heard you could have been an Olympic athlete. Is that true? I used to do a lot of sports and I was Manchester champion at hurdles a few times and yeah, I was good enough to go to the Olympics. I just grew up and when you’re a teenager you don’t really care, you just want to hang out with your friends and get drunk. As I got older I just couldn’t be bothered going. Fair enough, so let’s cut to the chase. How do we get to go out with you? If you want a date with me, be nice, don’t be too forward, keep my attention and not be too boring. I like adventurous men. What’s the nicest thing anyone has ever said to you? ‘You’re the most beautiful woman in the world.’ And the meanest? One person said to me I could never make it as a model, ‘You could never do this, you’re not good enough, you’ve got no boobs’. I don’t hold a grudge, I’m still quite nice to them. Their loss at the end of the day. Best chat up line? A guy once said to me, ‘Cos you’re name’s Cliffe, has a seagull ever landed on your head?’ I was like… what?! Christ. What was the first album you bought? Spice Girls Never mind, eh. Just tell us you’re a footy fan and we’ll be yours forever… ‘Cos I’m from Manchester I support Manchester United but I’m not obsessive and I don’t watch them when they play. When they’re on I support them, that’s it. And the players, have you succumbed to their “charms”? I don’t really like football, so if one of them walked past me in the street I wouldn’t know who they were. Yeah, right on, bunch of overpaid, under-performing ne’er-do-wells to a man, but we’re running out of space. Any last requests? Don’t make me sound like an idiot. We wont.