JAYNE’S OLDS

Well I can’t call it ‘News’ when it happened so long ago.  It’s not that nothing happens in Jayne World, it’s just that I’m having too much fun doing whatever it is to write about it.  And then something else comes along and well, I don’t like to brag.

Really?

OK yes I LOVE TO BRAG.  I want to shout a lot about all the brilliant things I’m up to but I wasn’t brought up to do that and so a massive knob of guilt sticks like an uncooked crumble clags in my throat and I politely slip away to a quiet corner to cough it up and somehow, amid all the spluttering and gagging, whatever it was I wanted to SHOUT about suddenly doesn’t seem so important.

August is a great excuse not to blog – everyone’s away doing family holiday stuff and-or writing their great tome.  I did neither.  I spent August (and September come to that)  jamming with bees.  Well they were honeying but it all ended up on fresh bread and butter.  AND I WON ROSETTES.  Ooh, that was almost a brag.

There was loads of other stuff that I should have classed as News but is now Olds. But it’s all covered by NDAs and will have to wait until the TV SHOWS are broadcast.  There will be BRAGGING then. Maybe.  Depends how the TV SHOWS turn out I guess.  All I can say is that it was Preschool mainly this summer.

And I did the annual party conferences again.

Preschool and Politics.

You can see how well joined up my life is.  When I say, ‘did’ the conferences – I watched a lot of stuff on Telly, read lots of press releases, sat on the beach at Brighton and decided I probably wouldn’t do it next year.  The Libdems were too far away in Glasgow (couldn’t afford the fare) so I relied on their press releases and live debates and twitter feeds, the Tories wouldn’t give me a press pass so I didn’t go anywhere near Manchester.  I did however go to Brighton for the Labour bunfight (cheap ticket and a friend put me up).

I must must must write about all that seperately and I will.  If not here, then on the Writers’ Guild of Great Britain website.  Because I’m a MEMBER OF THE EXECUTIVE COUNCIL and have been for some time.  Ooh another brag.  Go me.

But the best thing that happened all summer; the really very bestest best thing happened on the river.  Thames.  Pangbourne.  90 brand new year sevens all coming to Adventure Dolphin for a ‘getting to know you’- ‘teambuilding’-‘secondary school teachers are great’ sort of day.  The weather and river conditions were perfect for… BLACKBERRIES.  Scoffing our faces with berries only accessible to those in small canoes, free from dog piddle and traffic fumes – it’s surprising how quickly you get to know each other standing in a boat close to thorn bushes, how well you work as a team to get the best berries and how great the teachers really are when they’re soaking wet.  Not sure how to BRAG about that – it’s not really news; just a complete joy to be a part of. Of course I WAS EXCELLENT spotting the blackberries and their potential in the first place….

Other Olds in brief:

• Was involved a tiny bit in some amendments to the Children and Families’ Bill currently making its way through Parliament. Tiny BRAG
• Was “2nd Best in Show” –  Would have BRAGGED about it before but it was a Dog Show and thought, as I don’t have a dog,  ‘second best in show’ didn’t sound like something to brag about.  But I do make good jam.
• Briefed a shadow secretary of state.  Oh I wish I could say more and BRAG but the Guilt Crumble is clagging again – must add some blackberries.
• And I took up bell ringing.  Not really a BRAG yet.  BUT I’VE ONLY SKINNED MY FINGER ONCE.  Brag.

So once more I’m up to date on My News.  That is something to BRAG about.