Time and Space Continuim

Can't believe my last blog was January!

Due to unreliable internet here I have now an aversion to battle with this blog with my extremely erratic internet provider.  Tempting to update this at work but not sure if Penelope P would be welcomed on the History of my work files!

So, for the first half of this year.. where's it gone? There must be some physics to explain how quickly the beginning of each goes.. and as you get older.. how quicker they seem to go!

All in all has been an interesting and exciting time.

Highlights have included having my own radio slot with a friend on the local Port Douglas radio station.  It was called Hump Day (on Wednesdays from 5-7 pm ) and I shared the slot with the girl I worked with.  It was sadly short lived as my colleague and fellow DJ left 3 weeks later to work as an anchor woman on a local TV News Station.. so there went my foray into DJ'ing and local radio broadcasting.

Did my first Rock interview and interviewed Dave Gleeson of the Screaming Jets for the local magazine.  Such a lovely guy - I have to say I was a bit nervous, being my first time, but I think I came out the other side with my dignity and professional ethics intact.   I remember in 1992 being asked if I wanted to go and see the Screaming Jets and sadly didn't take the gorgeous guy that asked me up on his offer.  Funnily  enough, I am still in contact with him and I told him about this, and he said... "well, I obviously wasn't very good at pursuading you to come!' - though he can't remember.  Always makes me laugh how one person can remember very clearly certain events and the other person doesn't.

So there I was all set to go out and and see them play this time around.. press pass to the ready (saving $70!) and all set to see this legend of a band.  Then a friend comes round and starts to pour her heart out how her and her boyfriend have just split up.. and yep... I missed it!  One of the biggest Australian Rock Bands..with free entry!  Still, I hope that me being there for my friend gave more to human kind than watching a rock band..

Seems I have been doomed never to see the Screaming Jets!

Screaming Jets... Better.. you'll know this one!



I was the first commentator ever to commentate on a Yabasume event outside of Japan.  And if you are wondering Yabusame isn't connected with flowers or folding paper.  It's a sumurai skill of riding a horse and firing arrows at a target.  Quite a spectacular site.  The Australian, Japanese and Malaysian teams where there and made a dramatic site galloping down the beach in all their finery.  The crowd was estimated to be around 3,000 and was quite a draw.


My commentary to the first Yabusame event outside Japan




Next blog..

I have a man arriving on Monday - Darryl -  (yep.. in 24 hours!!) .. we have never met, we have chatted almost every day for a month (met him on Badoo)...  He is flying up from Coffs Harbour (2,000 + Km away) and I am so nervous and yet very excited.  He seems to be just wonderful.  Not only does he think I'm wonderful (how important is that!.. but we laugh a lot and he just seems to be a total sweety (but not in a vomit get the bucket type of way).   Bit worried that he thinks I am 42 - he is 37, but I am sure we will do a lot of talking in the 4 days that he is staying.  He seems to be the kind of guy that I would feel comfortable telling anything!

I will update after he has gone... he's so sweet he said he was worried what I would think of him as he hasn't been surfing recently so he isn't as sun tanned and as buff as he normally would be... from what I see from his photos.. he looks pretty good to me!  I daren't say that all my photos have been taken with the best lighting angle, with me sucking in my spare tyre and I of course, only sent the nicest shots to him!  And that to be honest, he says he is nervous,.... I'm actually highly nervous as I am so worried that we have built this picture up of each other - big kisses goodnight (no sexy photos or sex talk!) and we seem to be so on the same wavelength - that if it did go tits up when he stays I would severely question my ability of judgement and instinct.