FELICITY Leggett knows more about pole positions than Michael Schumacher. And now she's ready to teach York all about it.

For the past four years the self-employed personal trainer and sports therapist has put clients through their paces either in their own homes or at the Fitness First gym at Clifton Moor.

Now she has a new method to get you in trim: pole dancing.

After four months of trying, she has just taken delivery of an official stainless steel dancing pole - the first, she believes, in York.

The removable pole can be clipped into place at Fitness First, ready for 24-year-old Felicity and her classes to writhe around it.

"It's completely new and really, really fun," she told the Diary, shortly after trying out her York pole for the first time.

She expects to use it for one-on-one training sessions or with classes of no more than five, so everyone gets sufficient gyrating time.

Pole dancing does have a sleazy side, as practised in gentlemen's clubs of dubious repute. But Felicity's version is all about good, wholesome exercise and enjoyment.

"You probably don't know," she rightly surmised, "but it's really hard to do. It's a really tough workout and a challenge."

Pole dancing, we were fascinated to learn, is excellent for your thighs, upper body strength and definition. And you can do it all to music.

Felicity has promised to give us a full demonstration with pictures in the near future. Meanwhile, if you are interested, contact Felicity, whose business is called Pulse8, on 07958 683822.

THE stars are set to come out in York tonight.

A big bash takes place at the Groves Working Men's Club in aid of the York Alzheimer's Society.

Compered by York's Elvis, Eddie Vee, and DJ Ian Wood, it promises to be a lively evening. There is karaoke, a disco and Huntington's Paul Bulmer, winner of the recent Elvis Academy vote, will be singing.

Stars of Emmerdale and Coronation Street have been invited, as have the civic party and the Archbishop of York (although we have no word as to whether His Grace will be belting out a few numbers on the karaoke).

Tickets, which cost £2.50, can be obtained on (01904) 430020, or on the door. The whole thing kicks off at 7.30pm.

COLLEAGUE Richard Johns received a phone call at his Osbaldwick residence the other night.

"Hello," he says.

Teenage girl: "Chicken nuggets and chips please."

Richard: "Sorry?"

Girl: "Chicken nuggets and chips please."

Richard: "I think you've got the wrong number."

Girl: "No, number 15, chicken nuggets."

A LITTLE book has landed on the Diary desk which piqued our curiosity. It is rather crudely entitled The Idler Book Of Crap Jobs (Bantam, £9.99) and details "100 tales of workplace hell".

But it got us wondering whether there are any such tales to be gathered in this neck of the woods.

What was your worst ever job and why?

Or have you done one or more of the jobs detailed in the book and enjoyed/hated them?

They include: salesman, kitchen porter, chicken sexer, aerial photograph seller, kebab shop assistant, glass collector, Internet support adviser, complaint-line operator, pea checker, call centre operator, lab assistant, door-to-door salesman, sandwich filler, rodent exterminator, gravedigger, cleaner, postman, trainee solicitor and phone sex-line operator.

All stories welcome. We will treat any responses with as much or as little confidentiality as you like.

Updated: 11:22 Friday, October 22, 2004