the first blog

I am somewhat proud that I have managed to set this up without any help. Not sure why I have created it except that my journal (handwritten - you remember that, its when you use a pen to write on paper) is starting to get filled with boring day to day stuff rather than the stuff it was intended for - (that being for me to know and no one else to find out). You will notice that there is no photo - mainly because I find that I have no photos of myself other than the one for my passport and one for glastonbury - neither of which I would publish anywhere. I will have to find someone to take at least a half decent photo of me.

As I am convinced that no one is ever going to read this I can just fill it with the boring tedium that tends to be my day to day existence padded out here and there with moments of insanity.

As you have probably guessed I am a mother. The title sort of gives it away. My dear son is 15 and at the moment going through a 'difficult' stage (although I seem to have been saying that since he was nine months old). This morning much to his horror a parcel arrived in the post full of school work for him to do while he is suspended - not from the ceiling - from school. I failed to mention to him yesterday that when i went to see the school I had requested work be sent home - he is seriously not impressed.

Anyway with that drama over I tidied the house and then went shopping - bought the following
clothes pegs (mine seem to disappear - must be a phantom clothes peg thief in the area), pasta, parmesan cheese. Then I went to the library to pick up some books to read. so thats my day so far.

To be honest I am still getting over the horror of singing live with a band last night. i do sing a lot but it was the first time I had sung with this band (or any band for that matter) and they had play back which meant that I could hear myself which was to say the least unnerving. I managed to forget the words and music during the practice so nice guys that they were I was allowed to have both in front of me. It helped but not much and I seemed to lose the ability to move my fingers on the guitar neck. Oh well - thats probably my music career over - not that I ever thought I had one.

Well I think thats probably enough for now - better get back to the studying - I seemed to have been enrolled on a course next week which involves two exams - why oh why do i let myself in for these things.