Lunar Park

Has been a hectic week, to be sure. Many musings to rattle over and, believe it or not, most of them good. It was my mother's birthday this last saturday, and thusly we (well, her and dad, I was working one of the nights) enjoyed a weekened of Many Happy Returns. Quite possibly the strongest and bravest lady I know, and never seen without a smile on her face - Happy Birthday Mum!

On Monday I took a visit to the big smoke that is known to 'tourists' as London Town. We all had tickets to go and see Richard Herring's new Radio 2 show being recorded. This is the 2nd of 3 recordings, and I went to the last one too, but this time many more of us attended. I decided to leave early and make a day of it, and with my friend Hockster we embarked on a day of - dare I say it - culture. Or at least as near to it as people such as us get.

I enjoyed a nice pot of tea whilst admiring the fine phillies walking by on this sunkissed day, all the while ignoring the sounds of Hockster gobbling his kebab. It was only when such philly approached us and asked us to fill in a form I realised these afore-mentioned phillies were foreign students, and probably 17 years old at best. Suddenly felt quite wrong, and we departed hastily. After enjoying a pint, we wandered to the National Gallery and had quite a splendid hour or so viewing priceless works of art. It's one thing to see a picture of Van Gogh's Sunflowers, but to stand in front of the actual thing and see the globs of paint he splattered on the canvas some century or so before was quite stunning.

Then on to the show. It was, as to be expected, utterly hilarious (Radio 2, 1pm - so tune in!). After thanking TV's Emma Kennedy when the recording had finished, we were invited to join the cast for a drink upstairs. I'd love to say this was down to our ravishing looks or personalities... or even bribery. But no, due to our new-found love of 90's show TMWRNJ, in which TV's Emma Kennedy played Nostradamus, I had made Si-Pod a Nosty tee-shirt. Then, just for larks and the like, I emailed Emma the pic of him wearing it, and she responded saying she'd love one.

I'm sure she didn't mean it, or was being polite, but we brought one to the show anyway (well, the transfer as we didn't have time to make it)... Long story short, we found ourselves on the balcony of Bush Hall supping drinkies with Emma, Richard Keith Herring and the rest of the cast. We had to dash for the coach, but TV's Emma Kenndy was an absolute joy and so kind and generous to us. Thank you, Emma, Richard, Christ, and the entire TWTTIN team! See you in 2 weeks! (pics above; my ma & pa, then the tube ride back from TWTTIN)