I made five bookings when she very first started - all of which were blown out - she was lovely to chat too though and we always had good laugh together. Although ironically enough the fifth and last one was my fault - we were both determined to see each other by this point so we set it for sunday morning and she even phoned me an hour before for a good giggling/reminder call. And, yup, you guessed it - 5 minutes before I was due to set off to sachas sanctum a mate of mine I teach music showed upu at my place having volunteered both of us for this festival (obviously without telling me). I had about 2 mins to get my stuff and grabbed my crappy old spare phone which didnt have her number on and wouldnt connecct to net ...crap crap crap!!!
I think the headline here is a bit harsh though - I felt awful about blowing her out at last minute not being able to let her know and offered (and It was a genuine offer) to come and pay for missed session - she laughingly refused this despite several offers to do so. Anyway at this point I think we both realised that we are mere playthings in the hands of the gods so best not to get too het up about it. Besides I was able to keep myself entertained throughout the weekend with continual fanstasies of the monstrous things we'd agreed to do to each other
(thankfully none of the children we were teaching had parents who could read minds or there would have been some very awkward moments!
Just to conclude my long winded essay if I were in a hurry to get to a meeting with the heads NATO in order to avoid a global catastrophe I'd definitely think twice about booking her, but otherwise I'd remember what a pleasure she is to chat too and chance my luck anyway (although her prices have now gone up -boo!) - and maybe have a plan B ready