Morning folks. Mad old few days since
I've been back. I stole and crashed my ex's car, did a gig in Emerald silk on
horse back and got lost with Vivienne Westwood in a mine.. Exciting stuff.

 

Thankfully my antics all took place
in the land of nod.

Whilst attempting to write my never ending saga of a "mini
biography" for this website.... (try explaining yourself in a paragraph!), I
remembered thinking back at my school reports and various past
friendships/relationships with serious folk, recalling being repeatedly accused
of daydreaming.

Yeah, of all the things to be told off for....Oh, the
misery of being expected to conform. To what. A lack of concentration shouldn't
be considered a crime, especially when your dreams can be so much more exciting
than reality. Well, the good news is, they didn't win on that front. I have
never sat an exam and still enjoy being a dreamer. Most of my songs happen in
dreams so it can't be so bad!

 

 

 So, this week's highlights are few and far between.... a
huge shopping trek - well, a two hour spree which is great going for the lazy
one.... I must be one of the few girls I know that completely despises traipsing
round the shops. So to go with my darlink hairdresser Christian made the whole
affair a Lovely breeze. Shoes man, I Love 'em. My Dad don't call me Imelda for
nothing.

 

I have booked my next appearance,
solo/ acoustic is next up,
for a great photography exhibition, details about it posted up soon as they
arrive, but if anyone is in town on Tuesday the
17th October then do
pop along. It's in a Gay bar gay bar let me take
you to a..... Yes, one of me old haunts which will make it a fun evening I'm
sure.

 

 

 

Congratulations this week to
the man himself Arsene
Wenger, for 10 years
of magic at the
Arsenal.
May the good work roll on.

Shooting tomorrow so I'm off to bed!
I'm praying the mossies stay away tonight...they are rife and like my blood.
Back soon....

XXXX