Tuesday, 11 August 2009

What Happened Next

Before I knew what I was doing I had registered to go on the plinth. My twitter friends and I continued to watch and make comments on those participating. We made fun of the girls wearing skirts, commented on the boring people and moaned at those whose voices irritated us.
I joked that when I got on the plinth I would hide under a blanket and jump out and shout boo. I said I would take a water pistol and squirt everybody walking past. I joked about doing an Ann Summers demo.
1st August came and I heard nothing. I assumed I didnt have a space. Then on 5th August the email arrived saying I had been unsuccessful. I breathed a sigh of relief and continued teasing those on the plinth. The following morning I got up ready to drive to London to a funeral but checked my emails first. To my astonishment there was an email telling me I had a place on the plinth on 11th September 1500-1600hrs. Well I screamed and started shouting "Oh My God" over and over. My 4 children came running to find out what was wrong.
When I told them there was laughter and giggling. I phoned my husband at work and told him. He asked if I had accepted the place and I said not yet. "What are you waiting for" was the reply. I took that to be approval and sat down to accept.
By now it was gone 8am and we had to be on the road by 8.30. I pressed accept and started filling in the forms. There was no time to really think what I was saying - I just typed. I knew instantly that my time on the plinth would be dedicated to my mum who died of cancer 15 years ago and I knew also that twitter would be blamed.
I submitted my form and let everybody on twitter know. There was no time to talk as I had to travel to London to a funeral. The children and I travelled up talking about the plinth all the way. Silences were filled with the occasional "Oh My God" from me and an accidental foot on the accelerator as I bounced in the seat. The funeral itself bought me back to earth and no more plinth planning took place until the following day.
The word was spread around my twitter friends and time and time again I was asked what I would do on the plinth. My answer was always the same "I don't know" I want to do my twitter follow Fridays from the plinth and I want to support cancer research but how is still a mystery to me. I sent a tweet to cancer research UK and they sent me the contact details for somebody who would like to talk plinth with me but as yet I have heard nothing from them. I have set up a just giving site so people can sponsor me on the plinth too. The site is www.justgiving.com/penny-nash and all donations are welcome.
When I know what I am going to do I will let you know!

1 comment:

  1. I love following you on twitter and now I can follow you here too, no really I'm not a stalker just luv my cyber friends.

    I lost my mom to cancer 22 years ago and my dad 6 years ago. Confession - that was hard to type.

    You'll have a blast on the plinth no matter what you do. I have you on my calendar and intend on watching via the internet. Wish I could come see you in person but I know that won't happen.

    Have a great day.

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