I feel as though the last week has flown by! So much has happened, beginning with an awesome night out with Julia and Alison Y, where we were well and truly entertained by Lulu, Anastacia and Chaka Khan!
HERE COME THE GIRLS is the three woman tour you will have heard Lulu telling us about last time she was at QVC, and have no doubt since read the rave reviews from all those literary folk lucky enough to have been part of this fantastic night out.
Julia brought her daughter Sophie – like mother like daughter – both gorgeous I'm sure you'll agree (see photo bottom right) :) Alison Young brought her lovely husband Simon but I managed to prise them apart long enough to have a photo taken of us – THE GIRLS QVC style…"you could be sisters," my Mum said, before putting on her glasses…
How we danced!! The Apollo was literally shaking in its foundations as we stomped around to 'I'm Every Woman', 'Mercy', 'Relight my Fire', and of course 'Shout'. Lulu is INCREDIBLE! I tell you if I was that fit now I'd be happy! After the show we all belted upstairs in the hope of catching the three divas before they went home for a cup of tea and a well earned rest.
It was there Ali Young and I met Lulu's son, who talked to us about the pending birth of his first child… Lulu a grandma! Doesn't seem possible when you see her snaking across the stage in lycra and 6 inch heels. There's hope for me yet
Back to real life…
Then it was back to real life and food shopping, only to find when returning to my car that someone had reversed into me and ruined my front bumper. I would have been far sadder had it not have been for a little note on my windscreen. Not from the driver of the car but from a lady who had witnessed the accident and taken the drivers' number down! Bless her.
And she's not the only kind hearted person in the county either as Sam dropped his wallet in the village, complete with money and ALL his credit cards, and it was posted back through our front door the following morning with everything still inside. I have to say it cheered me and reminded me of a similar incident that happened whilst I was sitting in my car at traffic lights on the Finchley Road.
Suddenly the passenger door was wrenched open and a young chap reached in and grabbed my handbag. He was wearing a balaclava and thumped me so hard on the arm I had to let go of the bag I was struggling to hold on to. I did get out of the car to shout for help, but was tooted by other drivers as I was in their way and on the road. The police, however, were incredibly helpful once at the scene and we drove around for ages trying to catch a glimpse of the young lad, but nothing. He did try every one of my credit cards in the cash machines, but the banks were quick to act and all was well.
Moments of kindness
Can you imagine my amazement when I had a call the following morning from a doctors' surgery saying they had my handbag. It had been thrown over the surgery wall and the nurse there had meticulously picked up every last receipt, photo of the children, shopping list, a note from Jack saying he missed me, even my diary of our visit to Australia to see my brother.
I was stunned and exceptionally grateful. The cards and wallet you can replace, but some of the things I had kept in my handbag were irreplacable, and silly though it may seem they were very precious to me. I was so grateful to have them back that the rest of it paled into insignificance, and I will be forever grateful to Jill the nurse for taking time out of her day to pick through the mud and gather together the pieces of my life.
I hope you've never experienced anything like that but I'm sure there have have been times when you've had your faith restored in human kindness – if so do share
Must fly – exciting night with a brand-new Mum, and a brand-new TSV! Join me at midnight to find out more… might even get to see the baby! YAAY!
Love Ali x