Meet: Me Nan

(Nan, Gardener, Tea Maker, Storyteller)

Meet me nan... Cerris. My maternal grandmother. A twice widowed, mother of five, grandmother and great-grandmother. I won't tell you her age, but she's doing pretty good for her years. Especially considering she was left to bring up my mother and her 4 siblings all on her own - on virtually no money - when my Grandfather died. Maybe the fact that she summers in the Caribbean helps but I'll tell you more about that next week.

Me Little Mini

Oh and the best thing about this story... she did it all (illegally) on a provisional driving license.

Meet: Adam Kammerling

(Poet, Spoken Word Artist, Rapper)

I probably met Adam around 12 months ago. The Spoken Word 'scene' in London is fairly small so even if you're only half arsed and a little socially retarded like me, you get to know most of the performers easy enough, by going to gigs and workshops etc.

Adam's definitely 'one to watch' in the Spoken Word world at the moment. He's a great writer, an entertaining performers and recently became Hammer and Tongue's UK Slam Champion (no mean feat). He also performs with a band - even more entertaining than his Spoken Word - and on top of everything else - as well as I know him - he appears to be a genuine all round nice guy.

Meet: Manneken Pis

(Namesless, Little Man Pee, Peeing Boy, Pee Pee Boy, Little Julian, Pis)

Back to work today *unimpressed*. Last week was half term so me and my wonderful girlfriend ventured on a bank bursting / waistline bulging short trip to Brussels. It's a lovely city - we didn't fall in love with it the way we did with Copenhagen or Krakow but we had a great time - perfect for a 3-4 day stay.

Now anyone who reads this blog regularly - is there anyone out there? - will no doubt have realised that I have at times - most weeks - found it difficult to find people to be on my blog. If you're reading this and interested in being on it then don't hesitate, email me on: anthonyhett@gmail.com. I need to get better at approaching people - strangers but family and friends too - so I'm not sitting at my computer on a Sunday evening panicking that I've run out of time to ask someone, quite so often.

It's this panic that has often lead me down a slightly abstract route - my cat, my 4 year old niece, a robin, my girlfriend dressed as the Queen. And this week is no different. I hope you enjoy.

The Queen (circa 1952)

(HRH, ER, Queenie, Liz, Lizzie, Lilibet)

Over the Jubilee weekend, one was lucky enough to bump into a pre reign Queen Elizabeth II. What a delightful young woman, full of life and mischief, with a few good yarns to tell. Here is one for your reading pleasure.