Hello! Just been doing some sponsorship admin. Still £56 short, but I’m getting there. My mam’s got all but her final tenner, and my sister still has a few people to track down. Hubby sponsored someone who was doing a cycle ride for the Stroke Association - I’ll pay up tomorrow, as I now know how tough it is to get all the funds in!

I spoke to DA last week, and got a few answers from them. They’ve promised me to sort a few of my issues out, but I’m not expecting miracles. I do want to get hold of my outstanding promo copies, as I actually have a use for them. Allegedly, I’m going forward for another prize, but it’s another don’t-stand-a-chance-but-what-the-hell competition. This also depends on the publisher following through with their promise. I hope to tell you my cynicism was misplaced, but we’ll see.

Just like Paige, I’ve had an invitation to a school reunion (though mine was via Facebook, and the details haven’t been confirmed). It can’t possibly be fifteen years since I left school…could it? I’m too young, surely. I dreaded my last reunion, despite being one of the organisers, as I was embarrassed about my lack of career. I’m still in the same boat, five years later!

Hello - have had some competition-winning luck last week, and am SO happy about it. Then, I came third in a competition to design a new TV - this was rather cool, as the idea may well go into production. No big bucks, but I’m happy with a hundred quid, thanks very much. I think I will be partaking in a little food shopping from Tesco with my winnings. Then, I won a book. This was cool as I was just lamenting my lack of reading material on the Book Club Forum.

I felt like the last few days was a dream, particularly when we immediately got a parking space in Debenhams car park during a busy time. I’m still expecting to wake up and for none of this to be real…

I sometimes wonder, as I am fortunate to know some fantastic people, yet they seem to be beset by misfortune. There’s my mam for one: she’s the most selfless, kind-hearted person you could imagine, yet the past few years have not been kind to her. She helps other people to the detriment of herself, and rarely seems to get anything good for herself. Yesterday, some tossers broke into her little old car and nicked an ancient stereo, that was probably close to worthless. What gives people the right to think that they can just take what they want, without a thought for the consequences? It makes me sick. If Karma exists, they will get what’s coming to them…but if it does exist, then why would this kind of thing happen to someone so nice? It’s a mystery.

For the next 19 days, feel free to watch me slip from the bridge, here. Fortunately, there’s no sound and, as I mentioned previously, you’ll clearly be able to see me mouthing the words, “I really can’t do this,” as I’m lying on the railing.

I still haven’t recovered from the day, and I’m trying not to feel sorry for myself. Also trying not to let silly things annoy me whilst stuck in front of the TV (like the mouthwash advert where the woman rinses her mouth, spits into the sink, and slaps her husband when he looks at what she’s spat out. Firstly, yuk to the husband, and secondly, run the tap for a second, stupid woman!) My bruise is still impressing anyone who sees it, two weeks later - just shows what effect adrenalin has on the body, as it probably would have knacked, had I been aware of the impact.

Getting back to annoying things, I’ve made one last attempt to get things sorted out with the publisher. Actually, I’ve asked that the book be withdrawn - if they aren’t willing to sort out the contractual issues, I don’t see why they should be able to sell the book. Its an awful step to have to take, but if I don’t look after my interests, I have no-one else to do it for me. I’ve learned that the hard way.

I’ve also bought myself a brand new notebook (couldn’t believe how much an A4 hardback notebook was in WHSmith - around a tenner, which was way more than my budget, so had to get a boring one), and will work on my FIVE ideas for new books. The lack of pressure really has made me excited about having writing as a hobby again! Plus it will give me something to do while avoiding the horribly high pollen counts!