annanotbob2's Diaryland Diary

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Monday

Busy busy, tired, tired.
I was all excited about getting tickets to be on the recording of the Radio 4 Bookclub on Friday, but I just realized I’m teaching my fortnightly writing group that day. I could still get up to London in time, but all in a rush, not mooching up with my pal MH, having lunch somewhere, going to an exhibition, or maybe a bit of mudlarking along the Thames if the tide’s out. I could ask to leave the writing group this once – I’ve not missed one in over a year, or I could not do the bookclub. The next day is our first choir public performance which I need to be ready for. Ach, it all makes me feel tired.
I went out yesterday, or out out as it’s known since Micky Flanagan’s great stand up. Daughter treated us to early dinner at Ivy Asian followed by a comedy gig at the theatre which was just fabulous – I love to laugh and that’s what we did, on and on for hours. Jen Brister – love her, Sara Pascoe – also love her and Mike Wosniak who is proper mental. We were in the cheapest seats though, right at the fucking top of this ancient theatre, in the gallery, staring down at the stage, trying not to panic about it all falling down.
Today in writing group I worked on my Tenor Ladies song – based on Beyonce’s Single Ladies combined with Tena Lady adult nappies – it jumped into my head at that first choir, the minute the choir leader referred to us as the tenor ladies. I’ll get back to you on that. It will be quite gross, but honest.

12:25 a.m. - 10.12.24

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