the cat hat

I managed to stall the camper van in the middle of a busy roundabout and the very next car to pass was the police .... arghhhhh! I was stressed and they very kindly asked if I was okay. I said yes and willed the camper (called ginge) into action. It stumbled across and promptly stalled again but this time I made it look like I had parked it and the police drove off. Then I realised I had my birthday hat on. Dave actually said 'if I knew you were going to wear it I would never have bought it' ... hmmmmmm. It is made out of leopard skin fake fur and has large cat ears on top lined with pink.

We have had a change round so I am sat at a newly-donated computer (thanks Dave). I have promised not to ever place magnets anywhere near it so this means I can catch up.

I have finally managed to clear out some of the kids stuff which was hoarded all the way round the house. I cried as I went through school books and toys and the memories flooded back! All in all though it HAD to be done.

I have some very exciting news about the new harp but it can wait until the next ...
HAPPY NEW YEAR.

its not just me who has bad days

We were supposed to be on the radio before Christmas - to promote Dave's new book and all the music to go with it. I rang the presenter on the Sunday evening to confirm and, yes, she said we had an hour on air the following Wednesday.

It was Dave's first ever radio interview and he spent hours getting his text ready and sorting out quotes. Imagine our dismay when we arrived at the Radio Station to find another couple waiting, with the same time slot ...

They told us the presenter had rung them up in desperation the day before to fill that hour and they had only travelled from around the corner so we could take the hour with pleasure. Lovely people.

The interview started. The Presenter couldn't remember my name, or Daves, or the books!!! Dave ignored all this and he started well. I played the first tune on the harp (too long, Dave said, but I got stuck in a loop - NERVES!!!!). Then there was a knock on the door and it was over! Dave and I looked at each other in disbelief whilst the Presenter welcomed the next guest ...

To add salt to the wound the answerphone was flashing when we got home. Guess who?
The Presenter ... just confirming that a lady called Rachel was coming to be interviewed that day at 2 pm. She had to listen to the message first saying who she had rung up ...

Very sad really that no-one got to listen to the amazing quotes from Dave's book - which means you'll just have to come to The Square Chapel, Halifax on the 20th ...!
(see you there?) (8 pm)