The Week of the Great Escapes...

Yes, it was indeed the week of the Great Escapes. Well, mostly a week of great escapes that is.

It started on Tuesday as I made a heroic yet frantic attempt to dash through my day's manic to-do-list so that I could escape my at times frenetic home life in time to attend a twitter- themed Book launch. That is a deliberately long and unpunctuated sentence, so that you truly understand how crazy it can be trying to make an early escape from Chez Jazzy! The last minute doing of homework, making of dinners, timing of Darts (our suburban trains) whilst simultaneously attempting to beautify oneself is NOT for the faint hearted! But I did it and even made the early Dart into town. Although that did involve some last minute shoving of WiiBoy into the car while I drove like a maniac carefully to the Dart station to execute a perfectly timed parental-duty handover to Mr Jazzy, informing him that his freezer-leftovers gourmet dinner was in the oven as I hopped aboard the timely arrived Dart!

 The Dart journey allowed a much needed breathing space, so that I could arrive fresh-faced in my head anyway to meet the lovely Nan P at the equally lovely Maria Duffy's launch of her first novel Any Dream Will Do, in DuBray Books Grafton Street . It was a very enjoyable evening and it was fantastic to see a writer get off to such a good start. Thanks for signing my copy of your book Maria, and it was good to see you juggling your motherhood/Author duties whilst doing so! I look forward to reading the book as I find the Tweet-Up Fom Hell concept very intriguing. Sure go buy it yourself to find out what happens!

 Not wanting to be outdone, WiiBoy - doing his 11 year old job of putting the heart crossways in his mother - decided on Wednesday to stage a Great Escape of his own. It was of course, all. my. fault! Sigh.

You see he was returning from his class Confirmation retreat and although I was 5 minutes early to collect him, the bus was already there but the children were still alighting.

He wasn't standing beside teacher as she'd told him to. Okay, no panic.....

He wasn't in the school carpark where I was told he'd moved on to. Still ok....

He wasn't ANYWHERE on the school grounds. Heart still in chest cavity where it belongs, but slowly migrating upwards.....

Driving on to the only other rendezvous place he could be I found the church carpark to be completely devoid of all children. Ok...out and out panic now, while heart leaps wildly into mouth and desperately banishing all thoughts of recent local reports of a near-child abduction......

I made two frantic phone calls before driving like a manic as carefully as ever in the direction of home only to find him en route. Casually walking along in his usual fashion of short sleeved top, coat hanging off his head by the hood and lunchbox swinging nonchalantly by his side. Upon pulling up beside him I was greeted by a very happy-go-lucky Hi mum!! Which was met by my rather stern retort of Don't ever do that to me again. Needless to say the next hour did not go well at all. Like I say, it was all. my. fault. Then again he is almost 12 years old and well able to walk home by himself. When pre-arranged with me that is!

The final Great Escape of the week was the best one of all as I made the same, mad dash thorough my day as I had on Tuesday,  in order to make an even earlier Dart into town to meet Nan P again for a great night out! We enjoyed the Commitments last gig in the O2 back in March SO much that we bought tickets to go see them again in the  more intimate setting of the Olympia Theatre.

Just like the last time I listened to their music on my iTouch on the Dart on the the way in and was overcome by an incredible urge to get up and sing and dance along! It's ok though, I managed to subdue that urge. Besides I was getting funny looks from other passengers at my seat-bopping actions! I bopped along while waiting at traffic lights too, as I walked up to the theatre. In fact, at one point I was in serious danger of staging my own solo flash-mob at the traffic lights on O'Connell Bridge!! Right on the main thoroughfare of our capital city!! But yet again I held back.

I saved myself for the theatre, where all bets were off once the Commitments band hit the stage. Then myself and the lively Nan P were free to reveal our inner Rock Chicks..... Hey, Hey, Hey Hey.... etc; etc; etc

 Or better still, listen to this short clip....

It is short because this Rock Chick didn't wanna view the whole thing through a camera lens! Hey.... I wanted to Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey with the rest of 'em!

Truly a memorable night of fabulous music from a very talented band.

They should keep on going and record more songs. There really is a market for what they do!



  1. Jazzy, that was hilarious! (Although, I am glad that WiiBoy was ok). Did I hear a rumour that there is going to be a cutting edge conference near you sometime soon! I think we could have a lot of fun!!! :)

  2. OMG, I feel your pain! We lost Alex at pickup one day after school. After a search we found him doing is business in the bathroom. Sigh. I'm glad WiiBoy is safe and sound.

  3. OMG totally a mother's worst glad all was ok. Blimey at the end of a week like that you deserved to go Hey Hey Hey with the best of them!!! :)

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  5. @Di: Absolutely! There is most definitely a concert.... I mean a 'cutting edge conference' over here that you simply MUST attend!! ;-)

    @Kristy: yes very busy and a whole lotta fun :-)

    @Lizbeth: Eek... very worrying isn't it? He almost did it to me again today! In fairness though, my guy is older and well able to do it it's just that this was so unusual for him!

    @mum in meltdown: I did, didn't I? Made the most of it too!! Great fun :-)

    Thanks for all your comments:-)

    xx Jazzy

  6. You have been busy! Glad it all worked out in the end xx


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