The Ginger Ninja 2017 calendars have arrived. It’s always an oddly exciting moment. Tonight I’ve been slipping them into the cellophane sleeves, putting them with the stiffened envelopes to stop them being bent in transit, writing the addresses on the first ones to go in the post tomorrow.
Most are already reserved which is great. But if you still want one you can still order one. They cost £8.50 plus p&p, that’s £2.50 within the UK, £4.50 for Europe, £5.50 for the US and Canada, and £6.00 for Australia and New Zealand.
The easiest way to pay me is via PayPal. My account is linked to my email address which I can send you. Once I have received your payment I can send the calendar. Easy peasy.
There’s a new comedy on Channel 4 called Damned with Alan Davies and Jo Brand. It’s about social workers which doesn’t sound the most promising subject for laughs, but it’s written by Jo Brand who has an ear for these things and the black humour prevalent in places where people work at the hard edge of society.
I’ve also been outside prowling the garden armed with a blue plastic super soaker. It’s quite a strange feeling because it is of course shaped like a gun, and I am prepared to fire, or water I suppose would be the correct term, should it be necessary. It feels a bit like a scenario David in Cold Feet could be in and it all go horrible wrong. The super soaker has an impressive range – I have tried it from the bathroom window at a non-existent feline – and the local cats who think they are going to take over MasterB’s territory will be thinking again. I wish I had had one over Cat’s alst winter when his hearing loss meant he wasn’t always aware of the fox cubs playing Grandmother’s Footsteps with him, and I would chaperone him armed with two water sprays. In his youth he needed no such back up, but MasterB is not much good at defending his territory and I am the cavalry. Not quite John Wayne, maybe a bit more Wendy Craig.