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2003 -- March's snippets 1st March -- Blimey, I don't know if I want to write about last night. It was so odd. Well, here's the condensed version... Lisa was staying over and we decided to have a night out in Cambridge. We thought a tame boogie in one of the clubs would be great. I've been working so hard recently, I needed to let off some steam. Anyway, we were chatting to some blokes, and as soon as Lisa mentioned she had a child one of them just went really weird on her. Like as if that's important when you're talking to someone! When we were at the club we were having a good old boogie, and I was on the podium as normal. This bouncer bird came up to me and goes "Can I have a word?" So I went "OK" and she took me by the hand and led me somewhere. Next thing I know I'm outside. I got thrown out of a club! Blimey, that's never happened in my life! Anyway, so I asked her what was up and she said "You've had too much." "Too much what?" (innocent me!) "Too much drink". Eh? Now, I was actually outside the club she couldn't back down and go "Oh, sorry, my mistake, you was just having a good time dancing" so she wouldn't let me back in. Then she went to get Lisa and our coats, and Lisa's like "You've got the wrong person if you think she's had too much to drink". How bimming obscure was this night becoming? So we decided to go to the Junction, but when we got there they weren't letting anyone in. There was one bouncer, very nice and friendly called Dale chatting to us, even though I was trying every trick in the book to bribe our way in, he wouldn't have it. Then this other bouncer started calling me a slut. Lisa asked him if she could get them to ring a cab as they have a safe policy for women, and this bouncer just shouted at Lisa for having attitude and wouldn't help her get a cab. Lisa hadn't said a word before this, and what does he know about me to call me names! Anyway, name and shame bad grumpy bouncer with the ponytail (I kept asking his name and he just went "bouncer with the ponytail"). He eventually said his name was Rob but I'm not sure I believe it. The night just got more obscure, and me and Lisa just went back to mine, without having dispersed all our boogie energy. Got to sleep about 6am and then felt weird all day. It's not nice to call people names, especially when they're just wanting to dance! I was just shocked by the whole evening -- men's attitudes and those bouncers. Que pasa? OK, so today. Must write something positive. I'll send the 2 bouncers some good vibes and hope they work their issues out soon. But you know the thing is, people often can't work out raw people, because our energy and vibe is so high, it must be sometimes like looking at an alien. I'm not sure how I feel about getting kicked out of a club for dancing, just because bouncer bird couldn't work out something about me and mistook me for being drunk. Very odd. Well, am having a great night tonight, working! Not going to do much, as I want a bit of a day off, but it's great working at weekends, the energy is much calmer. I feel all static during the week, coz everyone in the country is giving out a strange work vibe. Right. Am off. Much love, as always. xxx Monday 10th March -- Joe's mum's 's coming over to pick up my sofas for her new lodge today, so I'll be seatless for a week until my new *very lovely* corner suite arrives. Not actually bothered because I only use my lounge to do yoga in and watch Corrie. I normally even eat upstairs. I think I haven't got used to having my house back yet, and as I just lived upstairs when I was in Spain, I'm doing the same now. Spread out, girl! Now, we've all had a traumatic over the past few days. I don't know what I'm allowed to write about, so here's a short version. On Thursday night my 3 nephews were playing with their friends outside the village pub where they live. This 75 year old bloke came out, grabbed my 12 year old nephew as he was walking off, bashed him on his head with a metal torch and threw him to the ground and he was knocked out for a couple of seconds! When he came round, and hardly able to stand straight, he went and got his dad, who was luckily just in the pub. His dad went out, the old bloke then slapped him, so he slapped him back, then the whole pub full of men slapped the old bloke, my sister went to the hossie with my nephew and the police arrested my brother-in law! Erm, the 75 year old violent, child-beating bloke so far hasn't been arrested or even questioned, and they haven't even interviewed my nephew! What are the police doing if they don't even take action when a serious assault on a 12 year old boy occurs? So, I went to visit my family who *understandably* were all in a state of shock. My brother-in-law is getting charged with ABH on Tuesday for slapping an old bloke after he hit his son and then him, and the bloke isn't... As my sister said to the police "You can understand why people take the law into their own hands, can't you?" Anyway, we've got some photos of the lump on my nephew's head, just in case the official police ones get "lost". So, bless you, little cute lad, and get well soon. Blimey, you can understand how wars get started, can't you? Talking of wars, well, I'm actually not going to talk about the will we won't we go to war thing, because the more energy we put into that, the more fear we'll have and the worse the situation will get for us on a personal and global level. But, what I do want to talk about is the *tension* so many people have at the moment. I think we all need to breathe a little more. Regardless of whether there is a war or not, we are still living in a beautiful world, and we all have everything we need to do what we're supposed to do, and be who we're supposed to be. Of course war isn't what most of us want, but worrying about it, talking about it, and watching it on the telly won't change it. All that will do is make our own personal perception of our existence seem bleak. And life isn't bleak, life is wonderful. If we live for another hundred years or just another hundred minutes, let's all make the most of it, because we are truly blessed to be having this experience we call human life. So go hug someone today, and smile, smile, smile!!! Right, must dash, need a bath and then have to work out how to get the sofas out of my house, I just can't remember how they got in here 4 years ago, but it wasn't through the front door, it's not big enough. I wonder if they came over the back wall??? Oh yeah, just to say -- got a new "Shazzie in the media" page. Check it out, my 2 new mag articles are up there for you to read. OK, much love, and remember to smillllleeee. Sunday 16th March -- Oh, it's been the most glorious 3 days for March! We've had sun sun sun all day long. Today I made the most of it by clearing some of my garden. Oh, those pesky tenants not only ruined my carpets and sofas, they decimated my garden, too. There are a few dead plants, and there's so much clearing to do. I didn't want to do it in the winter for a few reasons: I don't like the cold, I didn't have time, and all the insects need somewhere to hibernate and shelter. So today, all the insects went "Blimey, is it Spring? Must find new home." I need to sort out my side garden after I've done the back garden, but time is still tight. However, things are hotting up! Get this: my editor will get my book back to me at the end of this week! Ah, how great is that? Chapter One is giving me some grief, but I think a bit of love and stroking will make it come round. So this coming week I'm still working my socks off doing the online shop and stuff. I have to take a little break on Wednesday as my new sofas are arriving. Must try and work out how they'll get in the house. Oh, I've got a new rebounder, and I've been up and down on it like a bride's nightie. It's so fab. My legs look so different, even after just a week! Am v chuffed with that. Now, I must stop spoiling myself so much otherwise I'll have no money left! Ah, that's not technically true, money is abundant in this world. It's still surreal for me, money -- just not logical, is it? Right, must get on and faff with work things for the night. Great big kisses xxx Saturday 22nd March -- Oh look, it's 4.30am, and I've been awake half an hour! I just keep going to bed at the most earliest times. I love it, getting up early -- I get a whole day's worth of work done before anyone rings me. But it's still a bit odd for me because before I changed my life so drastically I'd just be dropping off by this time, after laying in bed for hours with stress and a major inability to sleep. Ah, I love my life these days. I get the edit of my book back tomorrow. Am looking forward to it, but don't know how much work it'll be. I'm sure it'll all go fab, though. Time is tight at the mo, but it's also being extremely generous -- I'm ploughing through everything. My online shop is *this close* from being finished! It should be live either next week or the week after, depending on testing and all that techie stuff. On a *me* note... Body's making the most of the Equinox and is on a spontaneous spring clean. Am not doing anything on purpose here, but have not eaten an avocado for about 5 days -- if you know me, then you'd believe that wasn't possible. I've been mad on them all my grown-up life, and don't ever remember going this long without one ever, except for when I'm fasting. Body has obviously got its stores of whatever it is in avos that it's wanted, and is now going "give liver a holiday". I do actually feel great for lightening up on the green creamy fruit, and am not missing it yet. I'm sure my body in its infinite wisdom will tell me when it's time to start eating them again. And another thing, I've just been eating tomatoes by the box load! There were these really gorgeous organic ones in Tesco, and they're soooo yummy, I was just eating them like plums. Am also eating lots of cucumber, regardless of the ridiculous over-pricing. £1.19 for an organic cuke at the moment in Tesco. Blimey, supermarkets, if you're going to monopolise the British public's shopping, then please make your good food more accessible to everyone. I'm happy paying whatever I need to pay to get good food, there's a lot I'd rather go without to give my body the stuff that makes it function best. However, there are families and people with more outgoings than incomings who have no way of justifying those prices. Cheap filler food that is bad for you should be more expensive, like cigarettes, not cheaper. But then again, as it's made up of sweepings-up-off-of-the-floor, it's bound to be cheap, isn't it? Ah, let's all make allotments fashionable again! So, isn't just everyone talking about the "war" right now? I put the telly on for 2 minutes last night while I was doing some brain-drain work, and there were all these reports, I just cried and turned it off. Blimey, there's no way I want to be involved in this. I feel like those involved on both sides are just not developed properly in their heads or something. Where is the love? This planet, our animal friends and our fellow humans all need love, respect, and peace. So again, I'm only saying this: just be aware that if you talk about the "war" you're adding energy to it. Instead, try sending everyone involved love, and wish only the best for them. And those are my last words on the subject, in life as well as in my snippets... OK, beautiful ones. Have a gorgeous weekend, and keep your hearts open. Much love to all. xxx Next

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