Miss Daisy's Diaries

Miss Daisy's Diaries
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Friday, 6 July 2012

It's Happened Now

No turning back now. Her Ladyship told me that I am now a published author. How do I feel? To be honest, I don't feel anything.  Any excitement has passed me by. Her Ladyship seems energised by it all. She's loving it. All I want is a bit of peace and quiet. But somehow, I don't think I am going to get it.
"We've got a signing to do in Swansea Old Girl." She'd say.  Then, "Did I mention that reading we have to do in Warwick?" It never ends.  The latest was, "We've got to get up to Cardiff Old Girl. We are going to be on the radio."
Correction Your Ladyship, you are going to be on the radio and I have this awful feeling that I am going to have to carry your ample form all that way.
It was tipping down as we left for Cardiff. "I would take the modern, but they want some pictures of us."  It was an awful drive. I was drenched when we got to the BBC.
"When do you want to do the photos, after the interview?" She was obviously looking forwards to it.
"Oh no...," came the reply. "It's far too wet. You can email us some." He strolled away leaving Her Ladyship soaking wet and now livid.
"Bloody man," she said to me. I could have left you at home. For once I had to agree with her...