I'm wired for sound!

I fell asleep on the couch at 7.30 last night. It was a long day. The supermarket was eerily quiet, I loved it. I sang along to Cliff Richard on the video screen who was Wired for Sound, one of THE most annoyingly optimistic songs ever sung. Pastel lycra on roller skates. SO CUTE.

I don't know what came over me, I bought such random things. Donuts and baked beans?
AND, I finally bought toilet paper. We have plenty here in NZ as we make it. A bit of useless trivia for you!
Apparently there were queues to get into them on Monday-Wednesday and I do wonder about the logic of some people when the message was loud and clear, people can keep shopping. Surely risking crowds is more dangerous than anything else right now. Did they think the COVID 19 was waiting for the GO pistol to go off on midnight on Wednesday? Surreal...
First day of just being at home. Work, some. Fielding calls, some. Connecting with people, some.

Sorting rhinestones? Some.

I-sew-lation

Well, I'm in for the duration at last. Three days of helping people stock up, trying to make sure people stayed apart, used sanitiser, cleaning counters, ringing suppliers, keeping staff updated - I'm exhausted. We did our biggest trading day EVER yesterday. I've not had time to think.
Well I mean, I've done nothing but think. I've had at least three trains of thought going. The one that is trying to think of all the things I need to do NOW, the one that is trying to imagine all the things I should do in the future, and the one that is planning what I am going to do with my time during lock down. Besides work from home of course (at my day job).
So, now one of those trains has been put to sleep, so to speak. Parked up? I don't really know what it's called I'm not a train spotter.
The second is puffing quietly away in the background.
The third one is WEEHEE!!! The third one led me to sneak an online order in for enough rhinestones to complete a couple of UFOs. It led David to choose a wolf fabric for a shirt, and I'm planning other sewing projects and rhinestoning projects too. AND writing songs.

Today Felix coined the phrase i-sew-lation. He loves a good pun! In dwellings all over the world, it's in full swing, and I am ready to leap in, feet first!

Clothesline Circus

 Friday 13th March saw Hans and me heading up to Palmerston North, to be in the fabulous butterfly show, Lola and Friends - Clothesline Circus. A butterfly show exists only for one night, it is partly improvised, partly rehearsed and even if we did it a second night it would be a different  butterfly.
We thought our show was to be in the smaller Globe Theatre but it was in the big, 200 seat one with a large stage and all the cool things of a properly spec'ed theatre. Look at the amazing set! I love how different it looks in different lights.
Well, who was the star of this ensemble piece? Me? Hans? Lola? Nope. It was Chase, the Circus Dog. A rescue Pomeranian of extremely even temperament (a polite way of saying he simply can't be arsed doing anything but sit)

Blue wash for mystery and magic

With the working lights on, it's still gorgeous! That's our amazing producer on stage talking to someone...Doug? Can't tell.

Chase!!! He is the cutest fluff ball and was amazing. He did NOTHING, which means Lola had to fake all his stunts and it was hilarious!

Dressing room selfie - I never got one with Hans - trouble with running around in your undies is there's nowhere to put a phone so I only took a couple.

I took this one to show Jack my eye makeup, which is the living embodiment (in my mind anyway) of the line from "Ne me quitte pas", which I translate as: "When evening falls, does not the dark make perfect love to the sunset's spark?"

It was a beautiful, delightful, magical show and a huge tribute to our darling friend Lola Illusion.
I've got two shows in the next few weeks and we're wondering if and how they will go ahead, what with pandemic restrictions. Parlous times, but hopefully it will all be worth it and the virus will blow out soon.

Family Resemblance?!

I've mentioned from time to time that I have adopted children, Jack and Penny. Both of them stage managers, makeup experts and generally the darlingest of darlings. They are fierce and funny and look after me and we are most definitely a team.
For months we've all talked about getting family photos, outrageous ideas abounded and giant inflatables kept coming into it. I put my foot down at these. Waste of plastic.But we all saw eye to eye on an "Addams Family" type shoot.
So when the clever David Rowe was in Wellington, we nabbed some of his time and he made these!

Addams Family?

They never got their legs from me!

They can both walk normally in those enormous heels. I don't think I've ever had that skill and now it's flats all the way. :)

It's MARCH?!

I wish I could wonder where the time has gone but I know exactly where it's gone.

• Full time work
• Moving house
• Organising other aspects of moving - this is not just moving out for the next people but moving out for a major construction so that means all curtains and rods, the oven ffs, every single thing.
• sorting the logistics of everyone moving out - keys for the builders, cancelling rubbish and recycling etc.
• Having our car die mid planning and having to get a new-to-us one.

So, we are in our new place, surrounded by less boxes but boxes nonetheless. We are aware that things are not complete at the other end!

We do like our new car, just not the cost on top of all the rest. Moving is so expensive, what with bonds and rent in advance and movers, necessary due to our combined broken bodiness.

But today I took the first step in getting physio. Finally. Not above time, you may tut. :)



I have done two gigs among all of this. Well three really, if you count an emergency Music Quiz Round last week. One with darling li'l sister!