Off with their heads...

My birthday was an odd occassion for me. I worked the morning, taking 30 teenagers who were very cocky and smart and loads of fun, we had a good banter going. Pm we went Newark antiquing then ended up at a curry house which was very nice. I just couldn't help feeling abit jaded by the whole business and recent events.

Just as depressing yesterday was leaving today turned up. The plan was to cut the hedges and lawn but... my phone had a message as I was chopping away. The idiots who were sorting the PA system for prominent speaker Alison Weirs' lecture hadn't bothered to turn up, and no one knows how to set it up... Yes! I have a use in life after all. So I zipped off to work and had a thoroughly hero worshipped afternoon, setting up the mikes and then listening to a very interesting lecture on Anne Boleyn (although my heart was in my mouth the whole time wondering if it would feedback or die etc...)I even got a mention and applause at the end for rescueing the afternoon. Karma must have been looking down on my miserable soul and realised I needed a boost. I even got a couple of signed books, there was another speaker whos name escapes me for this entry on account of a large amount of celebratory vino...

The picture is of my mixing desk with Alison Weir preparing her stuff on the right hand side.