Y'know, I'm trying to rewrite that fascinating article I lost the other day, really I am. The fact is, however, it's just not coming to me, as naturally as it did first time around.

Also, this week (and half of last week) has seen me involved in yet another Pledge-Drive.

I've been on-air at all times of the day and night, swapping witty banter with my fellow hosts, whilst urging listeners to call in and make a donation.

I did a breakfast show spot, and an evening show on Thursday. On Friday, I did Rockin' In Rhythm (the jazz/blues crossover show) - which got very silly indeed.

On Monday, on Darrin's "drivetime" show, he took every opportunity to mock my Englishness on-air, and I by return threatened to come over there and break his fingers if he didn't stop switching my mic on-and-off whilst I'm in mid-sentence.

Me: I got into my truck and turned the radio on
Darrin: Truck? Shouldn't that be 'lorry' Max?
Me: Hilarious Darrin, now shut up.

and

Me: Whilst I was in the Green Room just now....
Darrin: And it's only on Public Radio that you'll here the word "whilst" in Denver, folks
Me: ...as I was saying...

It was a losing battle, as he had the controls.

Tomorrow, I'm on in the morning and again in the evening, and then Friday, I'm on at 6am-8am. This amazes even me, as I never got to work at 6am when I had a paying job, and this is volunteer work.

At the beginning of next month, I'm booked to do some mid-morning shows, not "pledge-rapping" but regular broadcasting.

All of this, plus a number of other things that are going on with me, causing me to stress out, and so on, has meant that my writing has not been so prolific. Fear not, dear reader, it'll pick up again any day now.

There's lots to tell, both factual and fictional, serious and silly.

At the rate things are going, I may have to delegate some of it to Miles.