I toured Katie Price’s NEW ‘mucky mansion’ –  it was chaos with pets everywhere but it was so different to the old place

DURING the course of my 20 year career, I've done some truly terrifying things: sung for Andrew Lloyd-Webber, cooked with gropey Gregg Wallace, had a filmed facelift and interviewed Naomi Campbell clutching a mobile phone.

My latest assignment - broaching the threshold of Katie Price's new "mucky mansion" - could have topped them all.

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After all, her last home - the OG MM if you will - had a mucky swimming pool, overgrown grounds, leaking septic tank, smashed windows, bags of rubbish and pet poo littered about.

Swingers reportedly used the grounds to practise their extra-curricular trade.

Bailiffs were constantly at the door and Katie finally sold her Mucky Mansion in December, reportedly for less than the £1.35million she paid for it a decade earlier.

So it was with some trepidation I approached her new West Sussex mock-Tudor mansion.

Astonishingly, a cleaner answers the door, and I gingerly step into her new four-bedroom abode.

I offer to take my shoes off, not really meaning it (see above clause re. pet poo) and I'm told I can keep them on "if there's no mud on the soles".

Within seconds, I am greeted with a waft of heat. It's like stepping into my local Fitness First sauna, as Katie sweeps me into her light-filled kitchen with an equally warm hug.

"Sorry it's so hot in here, I have bald pussies around," she says, as I pause in fear.

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Here, a hairless Sphinx cat, one of five - Kevin, Daisy, Doris and Tony - bound over to enquire at the interloper on their patch.

Two small, black Chihuahuas, Captain and Batman, are wagging their tails in excitement as I give Katie some flowers and her sister, Sophie, a chocolate babka cake.

There's another small creature curled up asleep in his bed - their new nine week old cocker spaniel, puppy, Rookie - "the family were all on at me to get another dog," she explains, nonchalantly, as if five bald cats and three panting dogs is perfectly normal.

Sophie's baby is also here, and as I cuddle her, Kevin leaps onto the kitchen table to have a bite of a chicken Cesar baguette.

"Get down Kevin!", Katie barks as she unceremoniously swipes him off the table,

At the point her son Harvey wanders in to say hello - loyal mum Katie earlier had to hide some carrot cake in the microwave to stop him eating it; the 22-year-old battles crippling Prader-Willi syndrome, leaving him constantly hungry.

"Love you mum," he says happily, wandering into the sitting room to watch old YouTube clips of Katie being interviewed.

Absolutely, unequivocally, happy chaos.

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Just as we are about to start the interview, her two eldest kids, Junior and Princess - with their respective partners - drift in to join the fun.

Then Ruby the cleaner comes in, when our cameras start rolling, to unload the dishwasher.

Just as I think things can't get more hectic, one of he cats p**** in the camerman's kitbox.

It. Is. Chaos.

But absolutely, unequivocally, happy chaos.

At one stage I go to put water in a vase of flowers - "oh don't bother, they're plastic."

A nervous two minutes ensue when I ask to go to the loo: “Sure, I don’t know what state it’s in," she says. "I’m not sure if Harvey’s been in bless ‘im… let me come with you and check.”

Thankfully it is absolutely spotless, with Baylis & Harding soaps on the sink and a cool diamante framed print on the wall.

Kate is on brilliant form - back to her old, relaxed and self-deprecating best.

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Knock her if you will, but the real Katie Price is funny, devilishly quick and hugely maternal. The cats - who hate me - cuddle up to her like velcro creatures.

In short, the house is spotless. (granted, the lack of cat fur may help).

A scented Jo Malone candle burns brightly, and the decor is clean, modern and fun.

Yes, there's a pink French bulldog statue outside the front door, and a golden palm tree thing in the hallway, but somehow they work. I love it.

Architect-designed crittall windows lead out to the garden, complete with covered hot-top, and the kitchen has been decked out in an on-trend navy. The fittings look expensive.

This looks like the kitchen of a grown-up. Katie Price has, as she says, done a lot of growing up- and thinking - over the past couple of years.

"I love this house," she beams. "I love it. I actually get excited to come home now. It feels good."

Here's hoping this will be her new Lucky Mansion.