With just six hours to go before “The C-Word” finally hits our screens and our favourite lady becomes an international superstar, it’s manic here. I’ve been feebly trying to keep up with the firestorm of tweets and newspaper articles that have been shouting about Lisa’s (and of course Sheridan’s) awesomeness, “The C-Word” is in the top 100 on Amazon.co.uk (I [ahem] assume you lot have already bought it though, right?) and my phone is buzzing like a power surge in an Ann Summers warehouse.
Lisa Lynch, today is your day.
Today’s the day that everyone gets a piece of what you’ve achieved, everybody gets a snapshot of what it meant to know you, to have you as part of our life and to try to keep up with you.
You’d be loving it right now, you great media tart.
For all the media firestorm though, it’s worth saying that the one thing I was afraid of hasn’t transpired. A while back I’d dug myself a hole of anxiety thinking that watching Sheridan on screen was going to be too tough, that it was all a bit too raw. But that fear isn’t there anymore. Of course, the fact that, yes, I’ve already seen it probably has something to do with that, but right now all I really feel is just bloody proud. I’m so bloody proud of you Mac, but I’m also proud of me, that I’ve been able to be a part of this barmy rollercoaster, that I’ve been able to help continue Alright Tit for you since you stepped out of the room to lord it up in blogger-Valhalla.
And most of all Lisa, you are going to SAVE LIVES tonight. As if you weren’t awesome enough.
Tonight isn’t a night for sadness. You and Sheridan are doing a tip-top job of keeping the PR love going, and as far as this blog goes, alrighttit.com feels alive right now. I shall make sure it stays that way.
Love you bird.