What A Surprise!
Hi everyone, this is Sheila. I have decided to do a guest post on Nash's blog because firstly, he said it would be a good idea, and secondly, I felt like it. During my break in the blogger world I've been fretting about Anna Nicole Smith's baby's paternity test and then been awoken by Nash coming down to Melbourne for one of his famous visits. I say famous because everyone who we know loves it when he pops up out of nowhere and its usually unexpected, fun, hilarious, and even reassuring. Our friendship has probably spanned 25 years or more. We know each other well. There is a sense of relief sometimes when I see Nash. Its something to do with that you see where you've come from (loony teenager buying a Psychedelic Furs album from Nash while he was working at Han's Music Spot to being a mum that has mostly peanut butter and sauce smudged on her t-shirt without knowing it and secret ambitions of doing things that have still yet to surface in the real world). I feel young. I think Nash and I are still young but with that great feeling that you've probably been through a similar crisis before (together or seperately) and managed to live through it mostly unscathed. We can talk about most things - Nash has just mentioned that he wished we had done a painting together this morning (I have to go home to the little ones soon) and now he's threatening to cut his own hair. The sun has peeped through and it's promising something.