Monday, 7 November 2016
And the book's brand new title is...
Pardon, the radio silence but there have been deliberations afoot. After much soul searching I have decided to wave a fond farewell to my original book title, Just Got Lucky. It still remains one of the most jubilant songs of my 80s pop years, so thank you JoBoxers for those late nights and early morns (and late nights that became early morns) dancing around a two bedroom flat in W9 with Lorraine 'Lol' Davies and Graham 'Grazza' Smith for which their 2nd single provided the perfect accompaniment.
There was just this little bee buzzing in my ear that I needed something a little less band specific and a little less likely to be misinterpreted. Mentions of key players or era-defining songs suggested the book might be only about that pop group and although I was rather taken with Bananarama Are Having a Wee, for instance, I could understand how folk might be misled.
What's this memoir really about then, I thought? What makes it specifically my 80s pop story?
Perhaps inevitably Mrs Simper entered the equation. There were many odd things about being an 80s pop journalist but none much stranger than those moments when my past and present worlds collided and pop stars came into contact with my mum. Bananarama mucking about with her prize teapot or Sade catching Mrs S nipping out in her nightie for the morning's milk. Suddenly the stars of Top of the Pops were supping tea in our kitchen, popping upstairs for a quick wee or being tutted at by Mother for coming down late for breakfast.
This was not how I'd expected things to turn out. I had Pop Stars in My Pantry.
So there you have it. The new title is POP STARS IN MY PANTRY. Or for those who love an acronym: PSIMP.
Hope it tickles your fancy.
Bye for now,
PS Coming soon, a special book treat for December and Christmas!!