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.
Jeni Barnett
A pod in Lakeside
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, whichever way you bake it that’s what we did. That damn dog is in my … Read more
Crying for England.
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 couldn’t blog any sooner as I was invited to the Young Vic to watch Jane Horrocks in Bertold Brechts’s Good Woman of Sezuan.
I was really looking forward to it.
In the event it was as bad as it could be.
From Russia With Love
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, only I held myself together with some herbal tea and Steve Campen, my producer/mentor/confessor and wind-up merchant.
Jen-eration Street
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
23 degrees
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 this week. She has mangled her middle finger – handy for a bass player -and her computer has broken down.
Talk about sellf sabotage!
Ruminations after perambulations
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 knee, and a gaggle of worshippers for the Parkgate church, all smiled at me, by 8.00 I was serene.
It’s now 8.39, the rest of the flats inmates are sleep.
I have a few more things to do before making a big Sunday breakfast.
Nun of your bizness
The Northern man who shares my bed started coughing at 3.30 a.m..
‘Orrible it was.
Whilst he expectorated I turned to BELLERUTH NAPERSTEK. No she wasn’t sharing our bed, I have a series of her cassette tapes. How to sleep, reduce stress, diminish anxiety and divorce your husband all with a flick of a switch.
I ended up falling asleep with the head-phones on, when I awoke I had a large round impression on my cheek it looked like I had been branded with a Sony hot iron.
The news woke me at 7.00.
My PT Instructress was arriving at 7.30, so I had 30 minutes to tie my trainers, brush my teeth, wash my face and get rid of the ring of Sony.
I half hoped that my gym mistress wouldn’t turn up, the rain was teeming down and I felt like silage.
tuesday news
The Northern man who shares my bed started coughing at 3.30.
‘Orrible it was.
Whilst he expectorated I turned to BELLERUTH NAPERSTEK. No she wasn’t sharing our bed, I have a series of her cassette tapes. How to sleep, reduce stress, diminishing anxiety and divorce your husband all with a flick of a switch.
I ended up falling asleep with the head-phones on, when I woke up I had a large round impression on my cheek I looked like I had been branded with a Sony hot iron.
The news woke me at 7.00.
My PT Instructress was arriving at 7.30, so I had 30 minutes to tie my trainers, brush my teeth, wash my face and get rid of the ring of Sony.
I half hoped that my gym mistress wouldn’t turn up, the rain was teeming down and I felt like silage.
Happy Go Lucky
‘Do I have to book a ticket for the 8.45 ‘Happy-Go-Lucky’ performance tonight?
I asked the box offfice manager at the Chelsea Cinema.
‘We’ve got 679 tickets available.’ she said humourlessly.
‘So that’ll be a no then?’ I said.
‘Yes’ she said flatly…..
So I’ll toddle off later on and sit in an empty cinema watching Mike Leighs new film.