I remember back in 1984, we were going up the Oxford Canal on our narrowboat, Nados, during the summer holiday. We stopped in Banbury which was always one of the highlights. We'd always dash up to WH Smiths and stock up on pens and pencils, paper and other essential stuff. It was the same every time. Except in 1984 I was one of those scary creatures that is a thirteen year old girl. I'd started writing angst poetry and loving songs with good lyrics.
That summer I went to WH Smiths and bought some cassette tapes by Howard Jones and Nik Kershaw. I wanted to be Howard Jones because of the way he could play keyboards. I wanted to be Nik Kershaw because of his incredible lyrics. I spent hours, days, weeks wailing along to 'Wouldn't It Be Good' and 'The Riddle' and thinking I was the bees knees because I owned those tapes.
Fast forward to 2012 and thankfully I no longer write poetry, but the memories of those days in the sun still make me smile. And guess what? Nik Kershaw is still writing and performing, and he's written the forward for a book that I have a story included in, which is the brain child of Caroline Smailes.
I can't believe how brilliant this feels - firstly to have had a story chosen for a book created by and including one of my favourite authors but secondly to be in the same book as Nik Kershaw.
I will keep you updated on this book, which is being published in aid of the charity One In Four.
In the meantime, I'm still trying to work out what the bloody hell is in that hole in the ground near the tree by the river...
If you have the Ether App you can read more about my time on Nados. It's a free download.