May 2008

Wet Wet Wet (29 May 2008)

The air conditioning has broken in the studio that I share with James O'Brien. SO We are all HOT SEATING in the big studio now. That means everything has to be picked up swftly before the next occupant takes their...

Comedy and Tragedy. (28 May 2008)

There's something wonderful about driving into the centre of London when everybody is driving out. On Tuesday night I felt queasy, hung over, and not a little irritable, but it didn't stop me from jumping into the little red car...

Bank Holiday Madness (26 May 2008)

Its the end of a BIG four days off. The cottage feels a little more normal, even though there is a big space where the dogs bed was. On Friday I collected my newly mended motor, handed over the fancy...

TAKE THAT.... (21 May 2008)

I knew it was going to be tough getting over Jackson, but I didn't expect melt down. Jim and I went back to the cottage last weekend.. It was difficult. The rain turned it into a cliche....

A pod in Lakeside (15 May 2008)

We traversed embarassing moments and God today. Quite literally from the sublime to the ridiculous. You picked up my mood, how thats possible over the air waves is beyond me, but you did. One week since we put Jackson down,...

Crying for England. (14 May 2008)

Dear, dear bloggers, thank you so much for your Jackson comments, your advice to cry has been noted. I am booing at any given opportunity so thanks for that. 23.03. Steve will be in bed, and publish this tomorrow. I...

From Russia With Love (13 May 2008)

This morning I had acupuncture and whatever she did the needles released something. I cried in the car. I cried in the loo. I cried in the shop. I cried in the studio. I damn near cried on the show,...

Jen-eration Street (12 May 2008)

Thank you all for your Jackson messages. I'm over it, and not over it. I'm unaffected and affected. I'm completely cool and then I'm like a wet woolley dripping all over the balcony...

Just a Change of Address (10 May 2008)

It's 21.12 and there's a dreadful wedding reception going on down stairs. Normally I wouldn't a mind a bit of Abba, but the 'Dancing Queen' looks a bit worse for wear and we haven't hit midnight yet. Can I bare...

23 degrees ( 6 May 2008)

Instead of of a run in the sun I took a walk on the wild side. Driving to Camberwell and dropping off an extension lead for my errant daughter who has to present her final work by the end of...

Ruminations after perambulations ( 4 May 2008)

The Thames was very low this morning. By 7.30 the smell of the river was earthy and warm. One goose decided to greet me at the steps of St., Mary's, two cyclists, one lone jogger, with a bandage on his...

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