It's still SEPTEMBER

Posted by Jeni in Ad Infinitum | 11 September 2007

Dear Nit pickers, yes of course I meant to write September not December on my last blog, but the way the time is going it might just as well be Christmas. The weekend has been absolutely manic, none of my doing I may add; it's all the old mans fault. On Friday night he embarked on a spot of composition for a production of The Tempest, directed by his friend, which commanded the time honoured fee of committment and an invite to Yeats's Wine Lodge. He arrived at the keyboard at 11.30 p.m and made musical statements until the following morning. When I woke up he was standing in the same place, his roll-up stuck to his lip, pressing buttons and creating sounds of the sea.. On Saturday afternoon he went and did his bit at the Globe then drove directly down to the cottage to complete his opus in the studio. I did my LBC stint with allotment gurus, organic box purveyers, sausage makers and bee keepers. Good fun it was and I left Latimer Road looking forward to a restorative time by the river. Whilst in a traffic jam at Earls Court my mobile telephone rung. Twas the music man from miles away saying that due to his lack of sleep he had left the most important silver case by the window in the sitting room, could I find it in my heart to bring it to him in the cottage. I heaved a sigh, clenched my teeth, girded my loins and cocked a snoot. I arrived home by 10.45. Bearing in mind that I had been up from sparrows fart, done a show and was still feeling the effects from a 5.30 jog on Friday, it was not surprising that I was a just a little schizoid.

I watched Johnathon Ross, who I am having increasing difficulty with. His ego is outstripping his wit, I finally went to bed around 2.00a.m. I awoke on Sunday morning next to an empty space. The composer was still mid chord. He had now totalled two nights and one day without sleep. I would remind you that sleep deprivation is used as a torture.

I read the Sunday papers, bought a box of Lady Bird books for Mia, my grandaughter, talked to Johnathon, mowed the lawn, made a cheese and onion sandwhich, watched Coronation Street, loaded my little car, cajoled the maestro to complete his manuscript so I could drive him back to London but he was superglued to the studio carpet. I left him at 9.00 and arrived back in town by 10.30.

I read everything I could find on Gail Porter in preparation for todays show,and kept awake until the 'orrible little man arrived home, dazed and confused. I had phoned him every 10 minutes just to make sure that he was still awake behind the wheel. When he arrived back in London it was 2.30. I went to bed, he came later YES LATER and conked out in a manner of seconds, on his back, the sound of his deep breathing rivalling that of a chorus of hyenas who have had a really good night out on the Serengeti Plain.

Inevitably I got up, put on my dressing gown and slid onto the sofa. By now it was 4 o'clock, the morning light was just breaking through. I fell asleep for 3 hours when the clatter of dishes in the kitchen woke me. Bee and her mate Hayes were making breakfast VERY LOUDLY INDEED!

They left and I went back to bed. The disk of the composers music was being collected at first light, but the man didn't come, because the man who should have come couldn't get through to the composer who was comatose and had let his mobile run out of battery. So I had to make furtive fonecalls, or phurtive phonecalls - to three separate parties so that a courier could finally collect the composer,s cd. You may say it's none of my business, but you don't keep a man of mystery by standing idly by - remember behind every great man there is a very, very hard working woman who is making the phone calls, burning the sausages and wishing she had gone down the lesbian route.

After a bubbly bath it was off to LBC to interview the terrific Gail Porter. A feisty young thing who has really tackled her demons. Looked them squarely in the face and beaten them into submission. From depression to anorexia, from alopetia to self-harming. This 36 year old young woman penned her own memoir, with the help of editors, and having recovered from a suicide bid, now devotes her life to her 5 year old daughter, Honey, several charities, and a rekindled relationship with her ex.

She was a delight to talk to although Mr.Lowrie said I was a bit unfocussed in places, but to tell you the truth, after this weekend I'm surprised I knew where my mouth was.

It is now 22.21 The weary husband is biking back from the theatre. The boy wonder is learning lines in the sitting room. The daughter has gone off with Hayes to Camberwell to her new house, and I am keeping my eyes open with a combination of determination and Araldite.

Tomorrow I am interviewing a life coach and we are talking about self-esteem. Then its back into Soho for another two voice overs. I am thinking of having headphones grafted to my head to save me from taking them on and off.

Look I am not complaining I'm just tired, I want to get some real sleep in so that I can start running again, because the last three days have turned my legs into al dente vermicelli. But the weather is lovely, and when I can stop being cheesed off with him, so is my husband.

Iam going to make him two sausages with buttery cabbage, only I haven't got any butter and the sausages have disappeared....probably to Camberwell...so he'll have to make do with a bowl of cereal and a cuddle. What more do you need after a day at the coal face?

There's loads more to say, no time to say it, I can feel the soft pillow singing to me, the fluffy duvet beckoning and the bouncy mattress drawing me. I don't care what time the old feller gets in I am falling asleep first so that he has to listen to my nightly noises, poor chap. night night.

cu2morrer

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Comments

1. At September 11, 2007 11:48 AM Dave W wrote:

Hi Jen,

I do really feel for you. Sounds as though you need to lock the door and throw away the key for a week...or do a runner and find some nice sandy beach somewhere!

I often suffer the same fate, once the other half gets his head into some new project there's no escape..non stop til its finished! and not even time to f*rt!!!

At least we'll be off to Egypt on a couple of weeks, so he'll have to stop then...I hope!

Take care

Luv Dave

2. At September 11, 2007 12:45 PM chrissie carcassonne wrote:

Hi Jeni,
you say you will be interviewing a life coach? Does that indicate that you want to use one? You don't need one!
You should have no problem with self-esteem. You are loved and admired by so many people, bothe here and above.
Chrissie x x

3. At September 11, 2007 2:26 PM Emma - Chocmonster wrote:

I wasn't nit picking about the month - just didn't want your post archive to go all squiffy!

4. At September 11, 2007 3:18 PM Fiona wrote:

I should follow your lead on running in the morning to get fit (and thin). I was in the pub the other night when a drunken chap said to me "Hey, you're Suzi Quattro aren't you?" I need to say that the only resemblance I have to Ms Quattro is the leather jacket I was wearing and the colour of her hair (ish). No I said, sorry - Oh but you are I insist says he. No I said and so it went on until I gave in and said "Oh ok then if you insist, I AM Suzi Quattro", "I knew you were all along" says he - "but you know I have to say - you've put weight on since the 70s haven't you?"

I had to laugh else I would have cried. Everyone else thought it was hilarious, fine friends and old man I've got!

I've told you before - get that London tour guide book signed up - you can almost smell that River Thames.

5. At September 11, 2007 8:13 PM judi4 wrote:

Hi again Jeni, I thought you'd put December on purpose! Oh dear, nice to see its been altered. I'm exausted reading todays blog how do you fit it all in? I did nothing this weekend except watch F1, I decided after many years that if you can't beat em join em, and now I love it! We're those saddows who get up in the night when its in Asia or Australia. There is another race this weekend hooray! Lots a luv x

6. At September 11, 2007 9:49 PM Libby wrote:

Shows how observant I am, I didn't even notice you said December! Loved today's blog Jen, boy you have been busy, take some deep breaths then go on holiday :)
Love Marmite Girl xx

7. At September 11, 2007 9:50 PM Kirsten wrote:

Hello wonderful Jeni! It's been ages since I've had time to read your blogs & what a tonic they are! Thank you so much for sharing with us. I love reading about your days in London - my favourite city. One day, when I win the lottery, the first thing I'm going to do is buy an apartment in London, then give up work & spend my days exploring! My best friend, who lives in the USA, is coming over in November for a week. We're going to stay in London & start our days with an early morning run along the river. Hopefully by then I'll be able to run longer then the twelve minutes I'm doing now! I only started a few weeks ago so I'm quite proud of myself. The hard part is getting out of bed in the mornings, but once I'm out the door I'm fine. I hope you're able to get plenty of rest & sleep this week, you've got to take care of yourself! My week consists of getting up at 5a.m & not getting home until 8 or 9 at night, most nights I don't sleep well so I know of what I speak! Oh for a few weeks on a beach in the Caribbean!! :)

8. At September 12, 2007 11:44 AM Yorkshire Terrier wrote:

I admit I was nit picking Jen, I think chocmonster was too but hasnt got the cojones to admit it!!! x

9. At September 12, 2007 9:47 PM Michelle wrote:

Hi Jen,
I knew you meant September! I listened to you again today on LBC, you do a great job on that slot. Dr America was Fab, I cant believe listeners that indulge their time in the hour can moan that he was not British I found him truly inspiring.
From a truly addicted LBC person of 15 years( I'm only 36) you have made the station a better listen!
Keep smiling
The Choc Lab Nutmeg & Michelle

10. At September 13, 2007 11:19 AM Emma - Chocmonster wrote:

If I had been nit picking I wouldn't have put it in such a polite way. ;-p


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