I think I’m in love. For real. It’s a bit of a hassle really, since I’m supposed to be on a self imposed ‘man ban’, but I’m pretty sure that’s what’s wrong with me. It’s been two weeks since I’ve seen him as he’s away, and I keep waiting for the feeling to pass. But it doesn’t. I keep waiting to be glad to be rid of him. Which makes me wonder – am I totally terrified of commitment or what? Now this is actually extremely ironic as all I have to do is look at a guy and he seems to think I'm secretly embroidering a little set of his and hers towels for us both...I don’t do embroidery. I don’t even really like it. And frankly that would be totally counterproductive as it would make it far harder to blame him for leaving his towel on the floor if it had a big ‘hers’ etched on it...but I digress. What’s worrying me is this: shouldn’t I want to be in love? Why do I keep trying to find holes in it; keep trying to escape someone who is so close to perfect (according to him). Actually he’s not perfect at all (just ask my friends). But for some reason that doesn’t matter. Not at all...but enough about him....

I have a gig on Sunday at the Aylesbury festival – which will be fun, they always are. And a really cool publisher in Germany has asked me to send them a CD, so everyone hold thumbs about that...can’t wait to tour Germany in October...am even considering taking a beginner’s German class. Next weekend looks like it’s going to be really busy what with the Wadebridge Festival on Friday and Saturday, The Proud Galleries on Sunday and Beachdown on the Monday. Hope to see you at one of them – make sure you come say “hi”.

I’m quite excited to almost have this CD launched as it’ll be cool to have time to focus on writing again. Although to be honest I’ve already got the next album well written and ready to be recorded.

And I’m so into Flokati rugs. Seriously, so incredibly soft. And pretty!

Anyway, need to get back to my guitar.

Pip xx