It's Remembrance Day. The 11th 0f the 11th today and I have just stopped writing for the 2 minutes silence at 11 o-clock. I remember so much from that time, it gives me and ache in my heart just remembering that time. Now I worry about my children's children. Sorry sad right now!! Still life goes on and the valour from those people have given us all many years of peace.
Who remembers the Wonder Waltzer?
It was down by our lovely old market? Looks cold but who noticed it then? Those were the days, I was banned from there, but that only encouraged me to visit.
I have finally had a new great adventure. I had never done this before and can’t wait for next year. Especially as I might just know a little more about what I am doing!!
My first adventure in over a year and a half, so it’s about time!
I must start at the beginning as I think there must be few writers who read my ramblings.
I have been to the most exciting and stimulating, London Screenwriting Festival.
To Chris Jones who is the main man!! I just want to say, ‘A Great Big Thank You.’ How you pull together such an occasion I have no idea.
This also came about because of another writer friend. Much more dedicated to her writing than I am. My excuse for that is the fact I am so much older, and have to catch up on life as much as I can. She went to the Festival last year and told me I would love it, I did!!
My clever friend also organised everything for me. She booked first class tickets with Virgin rail for us well in advance and the price was wonderful, also the service was spot on. It was the Edinburg to London train and all the staff were Scots, it was a very pleasant journey nothing was too much trouble for them.
When we arrived we went straight to our hotel as another new friend to me was coming in from Germany. We shared a room and all three of us hit it off right away. The hotel was just B&B it was great as the room and bathroom, were well set up and large enough for three to share. Another big thank you to my very, organised friend!
The festival was at Regent’s University, just a stones throw around the corner from our hotel.
When we went to have a look around on Thursday afternoon I was amazed at how big the place was and how many separate were rooms were around the large quad. There were around 800 people at the festival and several had flown in especially for it. I was overawed and quite worried, I need not have been as at least 799 of the writers were very friendly and I didn’t meet the 1 who might not have been so.
My friend had also before we left home, taken me through the many events that were there. Including venues where you could pitch your soap, film idea’s etc. I flatly refused to do it, but she insisted I could do it! So she took me through the system, and with a great deal help from her; I signed in to pitch at the Great British Pitch Fest. She then crossed off seven people who could be interested in my script. You had a five minute slot! I pitched three or four and they all took my, one page, Premise, Outline, Notes etc. Also three of them asked for my email address and one for my blog. The lovely Development Executive, of Comedy, from ‘BSkyB,’ was one of them. She told me they had a drama dept, and my script was drama/comedy. Later that night she sent me a very nice email and all the details telling me how to get information for commissioning. My last pitch was to Channel 4 and the young lady there wrote down the address for ‘Channel 4 initiative for new writers.’ It seems I did Ok. I am looking forward to next year as I am going to study the format from this year so won’t be walking around as if I was lost in a labyrinth. I honestly also lost some of my mind, I just melted into a mess. Listening to top writers, such as Danny Brocklehurst! Hearing him; talking about Shameless; from script to screen and then Carl Gottlieb talking about the making of Jaws, also about writing and acting in The Jerk. What a buzz!! Seeing faces you have only seen on the screen or credits.
Well there was a whole lot more going on, but I think it’s time to finish. I hope, I haven’t bored you but I just want anyone who is interested to know about such an amazing, well run and friendly venue.
What a month it’s been! Well, if I do get this one on my site without a lot of distractions maybe it will be a bit earlier.
I’m pretty sure I have said before I live on a retirement site. ‘You have to be over 50 to live here!’
Well, I was optimistic; but I’m a bit sad today.
I have five single men neighbours who all live on their own across the road from me. Most keep their homes immaculate.
On Saturday one of them had to go to hospital. He had shouted out of his window to a lady, his back had gone and would she get an ambulance. He is on his own and very old and vulnerable, ‘Even older than me!’ I have already taken his cat Sooty under my wing, as he is also very old and was starving.
When I found out about him being at the hospital I phoned to let them know he had no family and was living in dreadful conditions, he has no phone or cooker, just a microwave! I asked them not to send him home that night. It was water off a ducks back!!
They sent him home later that night and in a taxi! The, neighbour who had helped him, saw he was home so she took him scrambled eggs and some scones. She was afraid to go in because his floors were in need of attention. Thank goodness there some kind people about! He goes out everyday to put a gamble on and comes back with a little bag of whatever! ‘He has completely slipped through the system, so I am going to try to get a Social Worker to call.
We are having 50-60 miles an hour winds here on Walney Island they started Saturday during the night, and were very strong all day yesterday. Still, I went to my very handsome and well loved Great Grandson, Tyler’s fourth birthday party. It was happening, between 4-6pm today ‘Sunday,’ I had to have a taxi there and back. The good thing was it was next to a late opening Tesco’s, so I was able to get the old man some shopping.
I started to write my blog the other morning by hand at around 5-30 as I was having a cup of coffee in bed. I was listening to Radio 2 and memories came flooding back as WW2 was mentioned. Vanessa Feltz had a lady Minister on for the, ‘Thought for the day.’ She was talking about how she had been listening to a friend who had been talking to her Granddad about his war when he was a child. Vanessa said, ‘She is so right, we don’t hear enough of about the child’s view of their war.’ That’s the reason I wrote my book ‘That’s The Way It Was.’ Our town is still a proud shipyard town, although we now just build the Trident. In WW2 there were 17,000 working in the yard and most of them were tradesmen and labourers. Also I must not forget with so many men from the town being called up for service; there were women very many working on many of the jobs that the men had left. They all worked 12 hour shifts as the yard never closed down at anytime during those awful years. At that time there were huge families and the children had hard times! Although it sounds silly to say, they seemed to be much happier than they are today
Well has anyone ever tried to wrap a quite large Dinosaur up? Ok yes, it’s a toy it’s for my great grandson’s birthday tomorrow, he’s four! I saw a picture of him when he was at our Dock Museum with his class from school. They were having a Dinosaur day and two of the staff, were sat with a dinosaur on their knees. His face was a picture of wonder, so I tried to get him one that wasn’t a soft toy as he would tell you, ‘
He is a big boy now!’ I could only find him smaller one that daddy has to put together as it worked mechanically. This one is bigger and better, he can wear it! Keeping up with all the modern toys, I also bought him a Despicable Me, the only problem is I hope mum and dad don’t object as it’s a Fart blaster. ‘How many little 4 years old boys do you know, who don’t just love noises like it makes?’ I’m not going to put from Nana on it as he will be inundated with presents, and won’t remember who it was off after the first 2 minutes.
When I was bringing the huge carrier bag home, I was walking up my little hill with it. A very nice gentleman offered to carry it for me. His face was also a picture when I thanked him and said, ‘No thank you it only has a Dinosaur in it.
Time to say bye
Be happy and take care.