I’m late, I’m late... For a very important date!

I woke up late today and I don’t just mean late, I mean 15 mins before I had to be at work.
So as I screeched round the house putting my pants on & just about tickling my teeth with the brush - my greasy old hair, at this point, wasn’t top of mind, but when I caught sight of myself in the mirror as I sprinted out of the house I knew there was only one thing to be done; to at least try and hide some of my dirty locks– get the hairband! I raced upstairs grabbed the piece of material and ran to my car.

When I arrived at work, just about on time, the hairband was in place. I felt a little groggy but overall thought my appearance was ok considering, until Mr Peter Gordon got into the studio and asked "What on earth is that piece of material on your head?" I replied "what do you think it is – it’s holding my hair back and it’s a band – it’s a hair band!" Stupid boy!

Then a little under an hour later I was told that Wavy Davy thought I looked like "Superwoman, or Wonder Girl or whoever that lady was that used to turn around and change into her costume."

"Wonder Woman Wavy!"

I have to say I was mildly flattered that I was being compared to a 70’s icon – even if it was for my blue hairband, which looks nothing like the golden crown that Lynda Carter wore, but still the comparison was there –until the lovely Wavy Davy said "Only cos of the headband Posh not cos you look like her or anything…"

"Oh Right. Thanks Wavy." I replied, as I scampered off to the bathroom to put my make up on, realising that no amount of slap would help me look like a 70’s icon, but it would make feel human for a few hours at least…

Note to self – get another alarm clock!

Posh Al
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Lies, Lies and More Lies…

Parents - You can’t live with them you can’t live without them!

And they tell white lies to make you do things they think is right… This morning we discussed things that parents tell you… I mentioned the fact that my mum used to tell me not to pick dandelions because I’d wet the bed, I still have no idea why she told me that; they’re weeds for goodness sake – who cares – maybe it was just my destructive nature at that time; whatever the reason, I did go through a stage of having ‘accidents at night’ so I wonder if that coincided with my dandelion pickings – oh well I didn’t keep a diary of these incidents so I shall never know.

Another thing my mum used to tell me was that the stalks of mushrooms were poisonous, so when I chopped them up I had to thrown them away. She now denies this absolute fib but I have no idea why she told me that and nor does she.

I can understand why parents fib to their children, I would imagine sometimes it’s the only way of getting them to do what you ask, but how telling it is that we all still remember those little white lies & some of them even shaped the person we are today – I still don’t eat mushroom stalks & can’t even look at a dandelion without an accident in the night!

Keep dry!

Posh
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A Change is a good as a rest…

No it’s not!

PG and I were talking today about things we love that have changed over the years…of course this revolved around food… I kicked things off by saying I had recently had a mint cornetto and the ice cream taste had changed which was a huge disappointment because every Summer this is the thing I look forward to most; literally as the sun comes out on an early May morning I can be seen scurrying to my local newsagent to pick my ice cream treat, and this continues throughout the Summer months (or as long as the sun lasts – it doesn’t taste the same without the sun!).

So here’s my point; if it isn’t broken don’t try and fix it…why would you? It sold well before, it’s been around years so it’s obviously popular, please Mr Walls bring the old taste back my summer won’t be the same without it!

This does however bring me to another change that has unsettled me…why are they remaking My Fair Lady? What a beautiful film it was and still is, with Audrey Hepburn as Eliza Doolittle– who cares that Marni Nixon dubbed the songs – it was a beautiful performance & with a voice that burst ear drums – what more could you want?

I can bet your bottom dollar (to quote another great musical film – Annie) that Miss Keira Knightley won’t be singing, which further infuriates me because a) why remake it when it doesn’t need to, be original and b) why cast an actress that can’t sing again?

Go on take a risk Mr Mackintosh and cast a brilliant unknown actress that can charm the birds out of the trees with her singing; her talent alone may then be the reason for many bums on seats rather than just her name & God knows no other West End producer is doing it!

Well now I’ve got that off my chest I shall go and calm down with a nice cup of peppermint tea – I think I need it!

Happy Days

Posh x

Run Posh Al Run…!

‘Run Posh Al Run…!’

Were the guilty cries I heard in my head in Guildford on Sunday when I watched the ladies from Race for Life set off…I was meant to be running you see, but got confused (it’s easily done) and ended up watching from the sidelines as my family all made their way around the 5K course.

I’d been at the race on Saturday too with PG, which was fabulous fun and a real pleasure to meet so many people personally (listeners or not) and also hear some of the touching stories from those that had been affected by cancer and why they felt they wanted to raise money for Cancer Research UK.

It is truly astonishing how many people are affected, either personally or through a close friend or relative, and seeing 7,000 women (and countless more family members that had come along to show their support) in Stoke Park over the weekend really brought home how important it is to find a cure for this dreadful disease.

So I’ve made a pact with myself; to take part again next year and raise as much money as possible; (and also beat my sister’s very good time of 24 minutes!!!) not only for those that are currently living with the consequences of Cancer but for those that may develop it in the future.

Well done to those of you that did a sterling job this weekend; it was great to meet you & shake you by the hand & also to see what can be achieved if you really want to whatever your age – I’ll be patting my own back next year…& hopefully crossing the line at 23 mins & 30secs & ahead of my little sister!

Posh
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More adventures in News...

So Claire and Saffron have left me alone in the newsroom today whilst they flaunt their stuff arund the Epsom Derby for Ladies Day, goodness knows why I allowed this!

This will be my last blog entry for a while as I'm off another trip! On Sunday night I leave for Kenya where I'll be reporting on the work The Army carry out over there immunising tribes. I'm following Aldershot based 4GS Med Regiment for a week and will be producing a series of special reports on my return. I'm very excited about what should be a great eye opening trip.

This weekend I'll be preparing for the trip, packing my huge backpack and double checking my passport every 4 hours! Enjoy the sunshine this weekend!

Rob Harris

I feel good...

What a shame that feelgood moments are in decline – that’s what we found out this morning – research has shown that they’ve declined by two a week in the last year - Can you believe that? or maybe we have higher expectations on what we need to feel good.

So instead of the odd comment ‘you look good today’ which would have sufficed a year ago, it would now have to be along the lines of ‘you look good today, that top really matches your eyes and brings out the colour of your hair, where did you get it from?’ a little OTT for my liking…

What this kind of survey should do is make us take stock of the simple things in life; the sun being out, sitting in your garden on a Summer’s night, (as I think PG said) the smell of freshly cut grass or the beauty of the Surrey & Hampshire countryside. In fact just to smile at a stranger can make someone feel good – obviously not like a Cheshire cat as you may begin to scare people but just enough for it to be infectious.

That’s my pledge for today; to smile a lot – it will not only make someone else feel good but it may well cheer me up too! Is that too sickly sweet? oh well…

Keep smiling…

Posh Al x

Dreams can come true?

It became apparent at 7.25 this morning that I knew Chris Martin intimately – As I listened to Violet Hill with PG humming in my ear, I realised that I’d dreamt of Chris and Gwynnie last night and all I could remember was all of us in a clean clinical hotel type place with Gwynnie standing there, hands on hips tutting at Chris and looking on and then Chris sticks his face in mine – with all his big hair and says ‘come back soon’ and pinches my bum.

I felt a little affronted at this indiscretion, especially as a) his gorgeous wife was looking on b) I didn’t know what I’d done to warrant such an invite and c) I don’t even fancy him!

Now if it had been any member of Take That then the dream would’ve taken a whole new twist but I won’t go into that now. I wonder if that will ever happen – not Take That… the Chris and Gwynnie scenario?

You see, I have a theory after my Helen Daniels dream of years ago…which is where I dreamt I was a character in Neighbours and I was at Lou and Madge’s house or was it Harold, oh anyway where Charlene and Henry lived – and I was having a conversation with them, then a few weeks later I saw the exact episode on telly and the character whose eyes I was looking through was Helen Daniels – spooky.

So my theory is that maybe I was, in a former life, Helen Daniels and because now it’s happened, I quite fancy a pinch on the bum from Chris Martin…

Right, I'm off to dream

Posh Al x

Stuck in a moment that you can't get out of?

What a weekend, my big adventure was on Friday evening, when after a quick afternoon kip, I went for a nice shower and managed to lock myself in my bathroom. I was there for an hour. It resulted in my having to kick a hole in the door and somehow climb through it.

I knew I wouldn't be able to better that for a story to tell, so I won't even try! Have a good day!

Rob Harris