Blogging – both posting my own and enjoying others’ – has had to take a back seat recently since work and life have got in the way.
I had planned to post about the snow on Macgillycuddy’s Reeks in late April
and our drive through the Gap of Dunloe and into the Black Valley.
Then I had another big bag order.
I had also planned to discuss the pros and cons of new versus old sewing machines.
But before I could get around to it the new one packed up so there’s no contest – the ancient Frister & Rossman wins hands down.
Then last week was turned completely upside down and instead of sewing bags, stirring marmalade or even trying to blog, I found myself in London.
To begin at the beginning. Many, many years ago myself and another actor spent a day in someone’s house in London filming a television commercial for a certain lemonade. A job, nothing more, nothing less. Last week, 39 years later, myself and the same actor found ourselves in someone’s house in London filming an exact replica of the original, this time for a lemonade lolly.
I was flown to London, met at Heathrow by a man holding a card with my name on it (never happened before, quite exciting) and whisked to a hotel in a swish black car. This meant I had the unexpected treat of spending an afternoon with the grandchildren (Delilah, now 5 weeks, is becoming even more beautiful), and a lovely meal later with younger son.
Then I spent a day being an actress again! Crazy! The new ad. is going viral – I pretended to know what that meant and have since discovered that it’s going out online – with newspaper coverage too. When, I don’t know. I shall probably miss it as I now have so much catching up to do for bag orders and marmalade!
I could actually do with a holiday. Back to the Black Valley perhaps?
