The other side of no tomorrow....
Okay, so the title above looks meaningless. It isn't. It's the lyrics in a song. I'm just trying to get you to read this. At the end of the entry, I'll tell you what song (this will be no fun for anyone under the age of thirty, by the way....).
To my huge relief, I now have some work - tv scripts. It's been a long, hard grind to get this series commissioned, but at least it's happening, although not in England. It's almost impossible to get work here, unless you're Julian Fellowes or Mark Gatiss; but I expect they once felt as I do, and wondered every day if they were just lousy writers and that's why no-one seemed interested in their ideas....
The village is seething with upset and drama at the moment. The Archers on speed. My dear friends Patience Hardie and Chris Gunton in Leverett Row are going through a major trauma because their 25 year old son with Aspergers, Eddie, has suddenly decamped from his house in a nearby small town. This is a cause for great anxiety, as Eddie is unpredictable and prone to strange behaviour. Patience texted him with a casual enquiry (he doesn't respond well to pressure or questioning), and got a call back from him. "Hello, mum. I'm in Bulgaria...." Apparently he flew out last Saturday, having quietly wound up all his affairs in England, and having BOUGHT A HOUSE IN BULGARIA ON THE INTERNET.
He has now sent pictures of the house - a Bulgarian peasant's abode boasting two iron bedsteads, a woman's dress hanging on a hanger in one window, and nothing else. It's difficult to know if this is the beginning of a great new life for Eddie, or simply the start of another disaster. I hope for Patience and Chris's sake its the new life option.
Meanwhile, further down the street at The Old Bell, the Runciemans are trying to cope with a major heartbreak. Their gorgeous daughter Sadie has gone into a serious decline after the end of a relationship, and seems unable to get back on track. I see her occasionally in the street, looking wan and wobbly. I could kick the ex-boyfriend, who ended things in a very insensitive way, pulling up in van outside the house and "dumping" her through the open window!
On the good news front, Edwin Aldred at Grace Farm has been busy making something called Quince Cheese, which turns out to be delicious. I know Edwin reads this occasionally, so I'll just say - no, Edwin, I'm not being vacuously flattering, it really is GOOD!
Went to watch Norwich City play Crystal Palace last night. Appalling defence, Norwich. But mustn't complain, as so far this season they have been magnificent. Now that Stephen Fry is a board Director, apparently we are much tweeted about on Twitter...
Answer: Doctor Wu, Steely Dan....
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