May day, may day!

It's the May bank holiday weekend and I've been out in the evening two days running. First to an excellent gig, Kit Curtis and The Scene, a band comprised of family and friends (how unusual - I'm called the band mafia mother in this part of the world) and second to a Mama Mia evening at the theatre. Not in the auditorium, but just for rowdy members in the bar, where we all sang and giggled and made fools of ourselves. Great fun.

Now I'm on Twitter I procrastinate even more, as I said before, but at least it's helping me post pictures:

Aaah!

Book comes out in two weeks. Might have a little party to celebrate.

Blooming Murder

The book, Murder in Bloom, is about to wing its way to the publishers at last. It's been a struggle, but who said being a novelist was easy?

Much excersised by media controversy surrounding the exploitation of one's own children. I am now very wary of reporting anything to do with my hugely talented, beautiful and extraordinary children! (Do hope they read this.) I have recently reported the birth of my grandaughter, Kitty; perhaps I shouldn't have? However, that was included in the newspaper report of my burglary (don't ask - will post a picture of the placard), so is in the public domain. What I haven't reported is that one of those hugely talented etc etc, Phillipa, has gained a place at the Royal Academy of Music, one of the most prestigious conservatoires in the world. This is a huge step towards her dream, which has been held since she was 12. She has achieved her degree in Music, she teaches it and performs, but this would be the pinnacle. So now we're going all out for sponsorship. Anybody got any ideas?

Youngest of above mentioned etc etc, Leo arrives for a week's visit today. Aah, my baby's coming home...