So there I was finally on a train to London with my
happy daughter Ashley. We travel well together, she has tour managed me in
Australia and NZ so she knows when to shut up and when to make me tea. We sat
in the first class bit of the Virgin train, listening to music and then I
checked my twitter feed to find out Thatcher had died and I announce it loudly
to the elderly people surrounding us as they don't have twitter and might want
to know, plus I like being a death announcer.
"That's Thatcher dead!" I said as everyone
stared at me.
An elderly man wearing a cardigan with elbow patched
leaned over and said "What age was she?" as if there was a cut off
point for all old people. "I don't know" I answered and went back to
reading the words 'DING DONG' 'miners' 'witch' 'Pinochet' repeatedly on
Twitter. Not for me, I will never celebrate anyone's death, and to be honest if
the whole country hated her so much why do we have a Tory in power now?
So me and Ashley finally get into London and headed
straight to Groucho club, as we had a meeting and were just desperate to get
off the train.
London is my favourite city of all time, I love the
mad hustle and bustle. In Soho there are just people screaming into their
phones and pushing the homeless to the kerb as they have 'important business',
I don't like those people to be honest. The city itself I adore.
Me and Ashley got to spend some quality time with
mates, try on each other's make up, flick through someone else's DVD collection
and eat someone else's food...awesome stuff.
On the Saturday night after a heap of meetings,
parties and a few wee gins, I finally fell into bed at 1am.
I was awakened at 4am with Ashley bursting in my
door, I thought the flat was on fire but no it was merely the news that William
Shatner (her ALL TIME HERO) had finally tweeted her. Many listeners of our
podcast (Janey Godley's Podcast) knew how much Ashley loves the man and have
been repeatedly tweeting the Star Man for ages and finally he got in touch. Not
only did he get in touch he chatted for ages with her (and me, I always get in
on the act) and Ashley had to scream into a cushion as my mate Monica was fast
asleep and it would be rude to wake her up at 4am with Shatner news! Can you
believe he said he listened to our podcast and LOVED IT!
Suffice to say Ashley got a birthday wish from the
great man himself and is still on cloud nine....
So back to Glasgow...but not without a drunk
Glaswegian causing that much offence to the surrounding passengers on the
train, he was taken off at Wigan by the cops. I had taken video footage and
tweeted about him as everyone knows how much I like a good train fight on
twitter....anyway upshot is, the cops have the video and shouty stupid man had
to catch another train and am now a witness.
Life is ok, am sick to my stomach though as last
night my beloved Boston was bombed during a marathon. I love Boston, me and my
wee pal Shirley were there last year when I took part in their comedy festival,
it was shocking to watch. People are utter bastards to bomb any city...but you
know what there are good people in the world and we have to focus on that as
well.
Here's hoping there is peace in the world.
So thanks for reading, if you want follow me on
twitter @JaneyGodley for updates.
