Backwards In High Heels

The Pen Is Slower Than The Tortoise

Well that shows I'm no Jeffrey Archer. But that is a good thing...

Things I have done today to avoid actually getting down to start to write.

1 Went out for lunch and visited a garden centre

2 Made some birthday cards

3 Watched Richard & Judy

4 Spent a good ten minutes griping about Richard being, well Richardy.

5 Read the paper. Twice.

6 Searched the internet for railtimes to places I have no intention of going to.

7 Started writing a blog post.....hello!

Gizza A Job

This is one of my favourite stories in a long while and appeared in yesterday's Sun.

The gist of the story is that a young graduate sent an email to a radio boss with an idea for a show and said boss replied writing 'only a cretin would want you anywhere near a microphone and the mass media'.

Now on the face of it you think 'how awful, what a rude reply' etc etc but then read further into the story. Read the email exchanges in full here.

Oh he was rude but all of a sudden you have a sudden wave of sympathy for the radio boss.

How on earth did this girl get through university, get a Masters and come out the other end thinking writing a scrappy email with no information and imagining the person on the other end would be at her beck and call would result in a shiny new job?

If that were the case maybe I should send a quick missive to the head of BBC comedy...

Dear Comedy Bloke (or blokette),

I have an idea for a sitcom. It is very good. Please come to my house on Monday at 7.37pm to discuss the idea and bring your cheque book.

Luv Beki

(PS Can you pick up a loaf of bread and some biscuits on your way - feel free to choose your favourite biscuits).

Paint It Red

The total lunar eclipse last night was beautiful. The visibilty was perfect and the sky really looked like black velvet encrusted with diamonds. Sadly I have no photography skills and the best I could get were these. I won't hold my breath for NASA calling offering me a job.

  I think this is called mid-umbra

Totality when the moon appeared red in the earth's shadow.