Plans are dropping like flies!
The whole shoe painting idea that I suggested for Sunday got shunted to one side as I became the chick in shining armour at work (yet again) and went to Dublin to stand in for the regular producer on one of my programmes. This meant I missed out on the Summer (yes, kids, the Irish summer was on Sunday) but I did get to meet on of the absolute legends of Irish television, Mr. Jimmy McGee. He’s awful lovely!
Choir’s been cancelled today, which is a good thing, because I’m practically delirious with hormones today, and I won’t be at rehearsal again til mid-June at this stage. I’m going to miss it so much. Anyone interested in trying a barbershop quartet to tide me over? I’ll sing whatever you like so long as I can sing!
Tomorrow, I was looking forward to going to Stitch’n’Bitch (That’s still going on in the Old Quarter of a Tuesday evening) and finishing off my soon-to-be-lovely bag in the company of some knittery fiends, but yet again work is ruining everything. This time I’m headed to Galway for some work in the vicinity of the Volvo Ocean Race. Hopefully I’ll at least be able to spend some quality time with Galway peoples 🙂
I was supposed to be going to a wedding this weekend too, but that’s also not happening.
Seriously, kids… what’s going on?
I’m off to Barcelona for the weekend after next, and I’m dreading the thought that something’s going to happen to scupper those plans too. I’m deliberately leaving my Bank Holiday Weekend unplanned, so that nobody can ruin it!
That’s the plan anyway…