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This will be a classic blog entry in the sense that it will include some classic examples of me trying to be good and failing miserably ;) Are you ready? Let us begin...

 

So I've been holding off on updating you as I've been waiting for some dates and confirmations to come in but I can confirm that rehearsals for the launch of Time begin this friday and thus the inevitable instrument teasing of my illustrious backing band will begin - 'cause I've got to do something to keep y'all guessing right? Also I will be returning to Scotland this year (super psyched to be returning to Edinburgh) and I'll be taking part in Springfest 2016 on the Loch Lomond Shores which I'm sure will inspire another 'by the clan' moment. I'll also finally get to see Glasgow so I am really excited, so much so I bought a flask for the road trip - that's preparation Ro-style....

 

Speaking of the flask, we baptised it in hot chocolate this weekend as it had its first outing... Destination: Dartmoor or more accurately...Destination: SNOW! Now this'll sound like madness to anyone North (or even East) of Devon but snow for us is a novelty and when it comes you absolutely have to drop what you're doing and make a snowman. These are the rules. So Ben kindly drove us over to Postbridge on Saturday and we watched the sunrise paint the Tors pink and show us where the best patches of snow were.

Several boggy steps later (and after feeding a lot of ponies) we found the perfect spot and endeavoured to roll our snowman into shape. Yes I actually bought a carrot especially for his nose and yes I accidentally left it in the car so I'm pretty much the worst girlfriend in the world as Ben went back to get it and it was a long way up the hill... I should say he volunteered and this gave me the necessary time to create a snow-top-hat but no matter how I word it I'm still the worst girlfriend in the world....

It was a good end to a shocking week really and I should mention my alarm and disbelief of finding out Bowie had died then discovering with equal shock and horror on Thursday that Alan Rickman had also died. Both huge talents, it goes without saying, and I have brilliant memories of our tribe from school imitating both - particularly when Sweeney Todd came out. It's nice to see the internet celebrating their lives though and shedding light of stuff they did that had been somewhat forgotten though - Rickman was sooo much more than just Hans Gruber and Snape - and equally Bowie was a lot more than just Aladdin Sane; particularly for my generation, he was the snowman kid and the goblin king! Movie boffing aside, loved them both, gutted they are gone but so glad they lived.


So... onto my classic balls up then. I should probably patent that, ball-s-up (get it?) I do it so often anyway... I thought I'd take a trek down to Bude yesterday to see rad (the peanuts movie) and check out the folk club. Now I lived in Bude for 20 years and had no idea this nifty club existed until about 5-6 years ago which was sadly around about the time I left so it was great to finally make the connection face to face but also pretty embarrassing when I was told it had been around for at least 12 years.I was hoping to make a good impression and the first song went well despite my karaoke nerves but then I was kinda mind-blown with the arrival of an old mate and the immediate compulsion to catch up in the other room. Didn't really clock the fact that everyone could still hear me and my laugh that makes dogs wince on account of the rooms only partially separated by a wooden panel and the door being left open. Dammit. So I'm thinking first impressions are wrecked maybe I can claw it back with some songs? Nope. Not even a little. My brain decided to mince my words and nerves kind of took hold for the first time in a LONG time. The song after that was fine but unfortunately my friend saw the weakest which left me feeling embarrassed as there I was showing her my new album and filling her in on what I'd been up to and there I was dying on stage haha oh well I did get to have a go on a harp ( love love love ) and people were very kind and understanding so hopefully I can return there maybe next month once my humiliation has died down a bit and make a better go of it!

 

Honestly what am I like.... so there you have it hopefully this week will have less casualties

 

Rose xx