Heavenly blips

Just when it seemed wonderfully on track, plain sailing and sublimely smooth (I like a bit of hyperbole on a wet Monday morning) The Celebration Herald is a victim of a lurgy. Illness in Team Herald (Team is a bit of an exaggeration, but again you can't beat a bit of hyperbole) has meant the prototype mag in planned format and length is under threat.
Emails and calls between self, designer Thom (tbgd.co.uk) and printer Christian (incredibly helpful Wheelden Print in Bradford - wheeldenprint.co.uk) mean that the mag will be hot off the press just before I am due to take it to its first outing. I am hopeful that we can resolve the issue of length and content though, and I guess a few blips are to be expected. That's my 'don't panic, it will be fine, it will be fine' pep talk to self.
It did sort of ruin my viewing of Dr Who last night though! It is very difficult to concentrate on the Doctor's Hobson's Choice when trying to work out the logistics for a mad dash through the ether, and possibly through Bradford, before leaping on the now public-owned East Coast Rail service. The TARDIS would definitely have come into its own. There's never a police box when you need one.
Then there was the incident at the cash point ... I took money out, mind on other matters, got in the car and was halfway to Leeds before realising that I hadn't taken the money from the machine - sieve-like is the best description for my heraldic brain yesterday evening.
In today's blog I was going to concentrate on some of the fun and frolics of setting up a small business - source of many tales of trial and tribulation - but maybe later ...
Off to order a special cake for a 21st birthday celebration, and to see if the bank can retrieve my cash, whilst taking several deep and calming breaths. And it's still raining.