The Demon of Technology - July 18th 2022

👿 Screw you Facebook.

Was that my outside voice?

I am at work today ( yes, I still have to go earn real money) while Anne is battling with the brain fart that is trying to allow people into our private page for our psychic development class we are running in August.

Today is the last day of our early bird price so it's bloody important to get the page functioning and Lord knows why it is so hard to get people to find the darned thing and to be able to join.

Why must it be so hard?

Yesterday we did our normal Sunday night SPOOKY SUNDAYS radio show on Newcastle Live Radio, as usual it was a hoot and we DO LOVE IT SO DAMN MUCH.

The great thing was asking people to message in with Birthday messages for Anne - and we got so many.

Anne is my soul sister.

She drives me, pushes me and I would not be here right now if it was not for joining that madness that is 'Anne and Renata".

The show went well and we are looking forward to our First Birthday for the SPOOKY SUNDAYS next Sunday!

WOW - we have been at it for a whole year.

And they still let us into the studio!

What do you think we should do that's special?

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