A year ago, a lovely lady from the ACT Open Garden Scheme asked if I would be interested in running a workshop for people wanting to start chooks in their city gardens, and I said ‘Sure’.
I’m a very easy-going person.
Now, it’s less than a month away – and I’m feeling less easy-going.
And I think my stomache has started to eat itself.
Then, yesterday I got two phonecalls about doing radio interviews, and I said ‘Sure’.
I have to remember the details for the Open Garden Scheme, I have to remember what I wrote in my book (it’s only 6 years after I wrote the bloody thing but you know me…), I have to remember my name and not to swear or yell at the kids while I’m talking on the phone. That is going to be hard – old habits and all that.
So, if you could send me a little luck and a mental slap on the back, or even some anti-nausea tablets, I would greatly appreciate it.
EDIT 18/2/2011: Anyone on Facebook can find the ‘Chooks in the City’ page for queries or general chook-yack! I love to hear your stories!