Adventure awaits & there’s been a breakthrough with our lavatories

I feel like I need an adventure. I’m not sure if it’s because at long last I sent off my story to a publisher which always gives me a boost of confidence or because there is such a great atmosphere of success and high spirits at the theatre.

A clean sweep with an unwieldy broom

It was a relief to return to some semblance of normality after my week off, although I did have to spend the first hour of Monday morning sorting out the bomb site that was my office. Everything from quad sized posters to performers’ dirty hand towels, it looked like my sons had been in residence for a couple of days. Marketing aka John Puckey, told me he had had to chase after some of my paperwork that flew out of the office win

Writing, research & reporting and why don’t people know what a ‘lavatory’ is?

There are some weeks I enjoy then there are others I really enjoy and this past week falls into the latter category.
It’s been a week of writing, research and reporting; not for the first time have I wondered why I didn’t pursue a career in journalism but thereby hangs another tale…if ifs and ands were pots and pans.

I’m that rock chick over there…just as soon as I’ve brought in the washing & cooked dinner

Apparently I look like the teacher from the musical hit ‘School of Rock’. I asked my sister who suggested I google it and just what is it that decides how big the raindrops are?

More rubbish, a garden party & a great hairy hound

I had another week involving rubbish, recycling (or is it called ‘upcycling’) too for that matter. Although at least this time I didn’t have to actually climb inside the rubbish bin

Scribblings on my calendar, ribbon, never mind the wrinkles and ‘tea Mr Shifter?’

I have a calendar on the wall next to my ‘work station’…is that still a thing or has the PC world changed that expression to something less authoritarian? Anyway, my calendar has 2″ boxes for each day so plenty of room to put my reminders, appointments and aide memoires; I also have a paper diary and tucked in my iPhone case, slips of paper with lists of things I mustn’t forget; ‘piece of ribbon’ is one of the important items on my list.

The smoke screen that is GDPR , a parking fine & strange particles in the sea

Thank goodness the whole GDPR thing is over…or is it? I’m convinced the whole thing was a smoke screen to entrap more people and gather even more information by stealth

Prosecco, eating a peck of dirt & the swift rescue mission

The TIC Prosecco parties are legendary and before long there was a group of 7 including ex-staff from seasons past. You can take the girl out of the TIC but you can’t take the TIC out of the girl!

Toilets, weddings and all things royal

Sometimes you just have to throw in the towel don’t you which is why I haven’t updated my blog for a couple of weeks; Buckingham Palace, toilets and Liverpool to name but three of the events that have been jostling for attention.

Celebrating Shakespeare, back to back meetings and the Swiss family

Shakespeare; surely one, if not the most famous of English writers, was born on 23 April 1564 which would make him 454 years old. It was a pity we didn’t have something planned for this most auspicious day, a few Shakespearean  sonnets or a fire breathing dragon clinging onto the roof.