December 2008

2009 (31 December 2008)

To all of you that have blogged with me, listened to me, watched, and helped me over 2008 have a wonderful New Yea. May the best of 2008 be the worst of 2009. There wil be tails to tell and...

Festive excessive (27 December 2008)

It appears that I have spent 5 full days buried beneath a mountain of wrapping paper sellotape greeting cards satsumas crackers turkey gammon 112 different kinds of cheese 78 different kinds of chutney and more games than mad mick. My...

Undecided of Battersea (18 December 2008)

8.41. on a frosty morning. I've watered the window boxes on the balcony. Should have put on shoes my feet are freezing. The river looks lovely all the houseboats outside the flat have Christmassy decorations which twinkle at night. I...

Cold Comfort (15 December 2008)

The cold air is winding its way around my calves. I've put the washing on, Jim's jacket smells of bonfires and has grass stains all over it. I found one sock still stuck in my boot. How annoying is that?...

The Knightsbridge Route (11 December 2008)

I walked to Knightsbridge. Very fast. My orange and black scarf tied tightly and all I needed in the pocket of my feau fur jacket. I walked over Battersea Bridge, the sharp morning light clear and silver, down Beaufort Street...

Party, party, party (10 December 2008)

I watched the video today of me on the first ever broadcast from Leicester Square. I'm not being funny but when I saw it I nearly threw in the towel. Now that I have a face for radio I think...

Tuesday Breaking News Day ( 9 December 2008)

Dear Hymie, Marmite and all the rest of you well wishers, I took your good will with me to Leicester Square. The 170 bus arrived late so I started off the day with a freezing cold nose. The tube to...

Last Day in Latimer ( 8 December 2008)

Eddie Izzard started his show with very loud music and lights trained on to the audience. It was very exciting. He started at 8.15, took a small break, then continued until 10.45, or maybe even later. I cant remember one...

Synchronicity ( 4 December 2008)

I went to see a film at Bafta. It was so bad I left 20 minutes in. I had had a really synchronicitous night. I took the No.19 to Battersea Bridge, ran home, turned on the computer, re-arranged various bits...

3 day rule ( 2 December 2008)

It normally takes me three days to get over myself. Saturday has filtered down now so I can be more objective about Radlett. I'm chewing on a stick of celery, the flat is so quiet and my crunching so loud...

It's another Saturday Night ( 1 December 2008)

So Radlett came and went - a bit like life really. All that preparation and before you could say 'Dim those house lights please.' it was all over. The stage manager didn't make it, the agent didn't make it, the...

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