From Edinburgh to Farnham and St.Martin’s Hall… I imagine that there are theatres in Farnham but for comics not booked on the telly – you take your venues as you find em… A local nursery venue by day – and a comedy club by night. No green room. No kudos. A mic from PC World…
Just received a call on my mobile – a number not in my phone which I answered to the following recorded message… “…this is HMRC. You are accused of tax avoidance and evasion. This is important. Do not ignore this message. You must respond. Call us back on this…” Obviously, a scam by contemptible people…
Over the weekend, Sam and Harry shared with us some anecdotes of their world trip that they took together earlier this year – organised by Harry and paid for by mum and dad – and with ample spending money for them to have fun, remain fed and watered and see them both safely home. On…
Following yesterday’s blog post – I am pleased to report that this hospital visit actually took place yesterday and by accounts it was a great success. That said, a success is a dubious word to use given the circumstances of children with very uncertain outlooks, including two siblings studying at Paddy’s school.
Channel hopping yesterday, Nikki and I chanced upon a celebrity edition of THE CHASE – and we both remarked that we didn’t know any of the celebrities playing – as I am sure other people remarked when I myself appeared on the very same show.
Glasgow airport, Sunday morning just gone, I am walking for my gate to catch a flight home to London; with too much stuff and too few hands as is usually the way. ‘I didn’t even want a coffee!
All golfers know that the backswing shortens with age.
September is always a busy and happy month with birthdays and various anniversaries. Plus, there is back to school. Post summer. The nights drawing in. Sam heading off to university and even more so this year, since I am reminded that it is 10 years since Tom took to the stage in the West End and Eclipsed was born – or in other words, my life and our family dynamic changed forever.
There are a lot of people in the Holland household anyway. Add visitors, friends, Tess our dog and the house is busy and usually frenetic. And as such, stuff gets lost or misplaced very easily. And so stuff is hard to find, always.
