March Blog

8th March 11.30pm: Gatwick Airport.
Voicemail from my neighbour.
“Hello, only me. Nothing to worry about but, popped round to yours earlier
to put some goodies in the fridge, keyed in your burglar alarm code and all hell broke loose……..!”

This was the first message received on landing after a glorious two week holiday in Cape Verde, from my lovely friend and neighbour, Hilary. You always know there is something to worry about when a message starts with “Nothing to worry about but…….”

So, at last my blog for March, even though we are in the middle of April. Technical problems prevented the blog being written and posted, but here it is now, complete with holiday snaps for your entertainment.

Three lively shows in March before we headed to the airport, and all were pretty rowdy.
11th March: Pontins Southport.
12th March Butlins Bognor
18th March at The Funfair Club Brighton.
Thanks to the audiences at all three venues – always a pleasure to sing for you and lovely to meet so many of you after the show. Big shout outs particularly to my mate Nicki French, Troy and Stefan at Brighton.

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On the grey, drizzly evening of 24th March, we piled into a cab and hit the road, heading for The Premier Inn at Gatwick Airport, which is spitting distance from departures, ready for an early flight to the sunshine of glorious Cape Verde (after a delicious breakfast at “Jamies”) I think it is safe to say Miss Dean Junior and I were deliriously happy to be jetting off for the Easter break.

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So what can I say part from WE LOVE CAPE VERDE!
We had a fantastic time. Made new friends. Relaxed. Ate delicious food. Drank Pina Colada’s and Copacabana’s every afternoon (Miss Dean Junior discovered the joys of a swim up bar and jacuzzi)Simple pleasures.

We visited the desert. The oasis and one of the top 10 beaches in the world (rated by The Times)

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Highlight of the holiday for Co-pilot was the sighting of a humpback whale mummy and baby on their 2nd attempt at whale watching on the Sea Turtle catamaran. I do NOT do boats, ever, particularly catamarans, after a terrible experience in New Zealand.
Suffice to say I am not a very good sailor!

Miss Dean Junior was fully expecting the whales to make an immediate appearance waving their flukes for her entertainment. Needless to say Mother Nature is not always obliging, and no whales made an appearance that day.
They returned to shore a little disappointed but determined, so they decided to take another trip, and despite the sea being a lot choppier (most of the other intrepid whale watchers had their heads in plastic bags vomiting) my pair took a 2nd trip and were right at the front of the catamaran, when the first “Whale Steam” was spotted.
The marine biologist guide shouted at the other kids on board “Get your heads out of the bags boys! Get to the front, get the wind in your face boys. You’re not on a shopping trip. This is once in a lifetime! We’ve got a whale!!”
The boys continued to heave, as a humpback breached out of the sea RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY GIRL!!!

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She couldn’t have been any closer.
Thankfully there was a photographer stood right next to her who got this shot of “Stevie’s Whale” apparently this doesn’t do it justice, as it was (i’m told) “The size of a bus mama!”
They watched at least another 5 “whale steams” before the mummy whale performed a beautiful perfect leaping arc out of the blue, blue sea before they headed back to the hotel to find me and report on their adventure.

So here are a few holiday snaps……HAPPY DAYS!!!

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So whats in store for me…….well, I’m very much looking forward to seeing Glenn Close in “Sunset Boulevard” before the end of the month. The reviews have been great!

Next show for me is Churchills in Manchester on 29th April, so if you are in the area, come and say hello and don’t forget, I want to hear you chanting “HAZELL! HAZELL! HAZELL!”

Always
Hazell
xxx

PS.
8th March 11.30pm: Gatwick Airport.
Voicemail from my neighbour.
“Hello, only me. Nothing to worry about but, popped round to yours earlier
to put some goodies in the fridge, keyed in your burglar alarm code and all hell broke loose……..!”
I had given my lovely friend the wrong code! She went round to fill the fridge (bless her) and keyed in the number I gave her.
She spent the next couple of hours, with another neighbour and husband, being talked through the re-setting procedure by the alarm company, whilst neighbours husband ran around Dean Towers, alarms going off around him, trying to locate panic buttons to reset.
Apparently their ears were still ringing the next day!!!
Ooops!!

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