It takes two

I had a scare last night - Wayne called me from my slumber (well, not so much slumber as having a cuppa in bed) saying that he'd received notification on Facebook that Lisa was in London, and in trouble.

Two things went through my mind; what the hell is Lisa doing in London, and what's wrong. The chat he was having with 'Lisa' showed that she was in London on holiday, and had just been held up at gunpoint - losing everything. She pleaded with me to help, and wire money to her to get her home. 

Turns out, following a quick phone call, that Lisa was in her kitchen - and not anywhere near London. Hoorah! Some idiot decided to hack into her Facebook and pretend to be her to scam cash. Very enterprising - but stupid. She'd just been made redundant - she's updated her Facebook within the last few hours - she couldn't possibly be in London.

But here's what it did do - it made me think that in actuality, anything could happen over the next 12 months. Lisa could be held up at gunpoint in London (if she was a secret agent or something). My other sheep could drop down dead and leave me stricken with grief (although there's a solution to this - Lisa and Dave has been busy setting up a new enterprise to complement Crowd Goes Wild - Honour Thy Pet. See? I told you they're creative!). Anything could come along and very firmly thrust a stick in the spokes of our idea.

It made me worried - what have I committed us to? What had Lisa agreed to? How can we do this between Lisa and Dave's internet businesses, and them finding new jobs, and me having a full-time job that requires 3 hours of travel every day just to get there and back, and having to actually learn how to use my camera because I'm taking photo's at a Wedding at the end of the year? Are we nuts?

Then, post hi-jack dramas, I saw a comment Lisa had added to this blog. And all the panic stopped. 

We're here - and, come hell or high-water, come pseudo-gunpoint-robbery or inexplicable-sheep-death, we'll give it a go.

We're stuck on an empty stage, looking at an empty page and wondering what to do next. And it'll take two of us. And I can't wait. 

I can't wait to go and see Lisa in 10 days and drink Veuve Clicquot with our fish and chips. I can't wait until that initial seed of an idea has been planted and is starting to grow. I can't wait to see that first mark made on the blank page that, currently, is our project.

I've given Lisa access rights to update this blog and bring her own voice to this page, as and when she can. I'll get a photo taken of us both to replace the one of me. This is not my blog, my page, my ideas. It's going to take two - and later its going to take more - to give this idea wings and get it off the ground.

Now, if anyone knows the bearings to success - can you let us know, and guide in our plane with those red flappy things they use at airports?? Thanks!