• Phew! I’ve done my last Library visit for a few weeks. I do seem to have done a lot recently. I had one of those surprising, special moments this morning. One young lad just wasn’t interested – said he didn’t like stories. His teachers rolled their eyes and said that he didn’t like anything. I read the story anyway – it was the Little Horrors Spider Man story.

    I must have got through to him because he came up for a chat afterwards. He admitted that he liked Toy Story2, so we had quite a chat about that and Toy Story 1 and I suggested he tried to see Star Wars. His friend said that he liked pictures, so I suggested Tin Tin. We found a couple of books and he seemed to really like the look of them. I made him promise to come back to the Library and borrrow them. I really hope he does.

    It’s a great feeling when you seem to get through to someone!

  • I’ve had the concreting ballast and cement hanging around for a week now and it has been raining non-stop, so I’ve not been able to get on with the new studio at all. I want it to be built and working in it… now!

    Rather excitingly I got new blades for my lawnmower this week. I ordered them a year ago. The guy in the shop was most unhelpful – a real jobsworth. I phoned a couple of weeks ago and everything was completely different. “No problem Mr Rayner, our parts department has new personnel.” I got my blades and they were delivered to my door as they were passing anyway. Well done Dean Mowers!

    Those little things mean so much. Hope it’s dry this weekend.

  • Well, I went to West Bromwich yesterday, and was careful not to have any milk in my tea and drank lots of water. I had orange juice on my Crunchy Nut cornflakes, much to my dear son’s disgust. It’s something my Mother-in-law used to do when she became diabetic. I’m not sure that the honey coating went well with the orange. I’ll try something a bit blander next time.

    I have to say that today my throat and chest don’t feel nearly as bad as they normally do. Maybe there is something in this no-dairy thing. It’s very hard to go completely non-dairy with out upsetting the diets of those you live with, but my daughter has joined me in the experiment as she has a singing exam next week and thinks that it may help her. Getting used to black tea and coffee quite quickly and experimenting with lemon and honey in my tea. I think there may be all sorts of exciting teas to try… maybe jasmine next.

    There were over two hundred children in the audience at West Bromwich Town Hall yesterday. One young girl came up to me with a white cardboard box that contained various bits of technology. She pulled her hearing aids out of her ears and attached radio receivers to the bottom of each, then she gave me the radio microphone to wear. This was such a neat unit. I could hide the wire under my jumper so that you wouldn’t know I was wearing it. Usually these devices are quite clunky things you wear round your neck.

    We checked it worked and the girl went and sat down with her friends. After a short conversation with Diane, the librarian who had organised the event, I spoke quietly into the microphone. “Can you hear me?” I asked. The girl turned round and nodded. “You can hear all my secret conversations, can’t you?” I said. “She beamed a huge toothless smile. I carried on talking to her across the room. Then I noticed the nearest children were watching me, apparently talking to myself. I told the girl that they thought I was mad talking to myself. She thought it was very funny.

    I’ve often worn these devices and always feel there is an invisible cord connecting me to the child on the other end. Perhaps because they are so focussed on my voice they feel I’m talking to them personally and that feeds back to me. Of the hundreds of thousands of children I must have read stories to, many of the one’s with the radio mikes are the ones that I remember.