AS Top Of The Pops comes to an end, it almost feels like the closure of my childhood.

The highlight of my week would be to watch the once weekly programme on a Friday.

Me and my siblings would crowd round the television to see the delights of the Spice Girls, Boyzone and All Saints, complete with back-up vocals from myself.

After this I would be sent to bed, so on a Friday I made a special effort to be bathed and have my teeth brushed by 7pm. Top of the Pops Two didn't interest me.

I used to see my mother watching it and frown at her for doing so. I wasn't interested in the old rock and punk that I spend my mornings listening to now.

Pop was my absolute favourite. I admit I knew all the words to the Spice Girls songs and most of the dance moves, so when they broke up I lost much of my interest in the popular TV show.

I always dreamed of being a pop-star on the programme, or one of the presenters.

The thought I could meet my favourite pop stars is now a distant dream.

A few years later the-not-so-popular show moved to a Sunday night.

I guess the audience they once had discovered the delights of alcohol and secret joints in the park.

And other than that the large amount of different music channels on Sky.

Now the most exciting event of my childhood (Friday nights) will forever be a memory as the programme, which educated me about popular music is now ending.

After years and years of delivering the nation's music on various nights of the week it's the end of a legacy and an era for Top of the Pops.