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Monday 17th May 2021

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I like every part of the process of writing, except doing it.
I have a few things to be getting on with, but I still haven't got into gear with any of them yet. Deadlines are too far away and in some cases contracts are not yet signed, so it's hard to get focused, but if my pseudo-near death experience taught me anything it was the importance of getting on with it and making the most of your limited time.
I learned the lesson, but failed to apply it to my actual life. Because I am going to live forever.
I haven’t learned a thing
I bailed out and did a little bit of prep work for my RHLSTP with Jackie "you don't have the authority" Weaver, which we are recording tomorrow afternoon (though not broadcasting on Twitch). She seems to be a very nice person and is coping with this weird and unexpected fame pretty well. But if she can cope with those rude and aggressive men at the council meeting then everything else must be easy. I was very impressed with her acting in the sketch for the Brits with the Line of Duty cast. 
I am also appearing on her podcast tomorrow and it seems possible that this internet fame might actually lead somewhere for her, but I also suspect that she won’t really care if it doesn’t. Looks like she’s enjoying the ride of having fame thrust upon her. It’s interesting that in the meeting she is almost the straight woman. The comedy comes from everyone else spontaneously combusting or not understanding zoom and the “catchphrases” (Britney Spears excepted) are all created by others. It’s her calm in the storm and maybe being the only one who is addressed by name (to the extent I notice that everyone now calls her Jackie Weaver in full) that make her the star. It’s a fascinating watch.
I had to pop back to the supermarket and this time I took my daughter. She’s six now and tall for her age, but still wanted to ride in the trolley. I feel I may have written about this before, but I still remember the disappointment of being too old to take that ride any more and the time is fast approaching for Phoebe, mainly because lifting her that high is getting increasingly hard. I told her about my own sadness at not being able to ride the trolley any more and she asked me how old I’d been when I had to stop. “28 years old” I told her. It’s never too early to hear your first 28 years old joke. 
The semi-finals of the self-playing snooker threw up the prospect of an exciting Meninist Me versus Feminist Me final, though equally they threw up the terrible possibility of a boner killing, sponsorship destroying Viking Me versus Serious Me final.  Meninist versus Serious would be quite dull. Female versus Viking - might have its moments, but you’d just be thinking of the tie it could have been.
If only there was some way I could influence things to ensure maximum viewers.
I got weirdly emotional over the being that the arena was named after this week. Sometimes grief can appear like hysterical laughter. But there was nothing funny about the story,

Think we might do the final on Wednesday at 8pm. Best of three frames.


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