Your Dream Psychic

Lee Van Zyl

My alarm goes off at 5,00am for a breakfast show and in the deepest winter when it was still dark, gloomy and cold, it was really hard to spring out of bed…Yeah right!
I don’t know anyone who springs out of bed at 5.00 in the morning. But since the Spring Equinox and the clocks going forward I must say I am a little more alert when the dreaded alarm goes off. It must be the light! (and THAT’S my excuse and I’m sticking to it!) Why you may ask 5.00 am? When the show only starts at 9.00am? Well, I have a little problem with public transport, in a word its PANTS and I can’t do it! So, I drive into London

This past week has been quite a busy one what with juggling my diary between personal appointments, corporate work and appearing on the show, but I have made time for my “girls”. My “girls” are a superb network of friends, whom I fondly refer to as my “urban family” because for many years I was here in the UK without any family to speak of. They have all been amazing, seeing me through my heartache, disappointments and challenges as well as routing for me on the sidelines, with words of encouragement and cheering me on when I did well. Always ready with a box of tissues or a glass of bubbly to commiserate or celebrate with me and I can honestly say I would not be upright, sane or as grounded, if it were not for their love and support.

For instance we have a “Handbags and Shoes” monthly meeting (it’s a girlie thang) and our round-robin e-mail subject always starts with “Handbags at 8.00 girls!”
It’s our excuse for getting together to catch up and put the world to right.
Not much talk about handbags or shoes to be honest, because we are too involved with talking (did I say talking? No, more like “complaining” about our relationships, work responsibilities, family and holiday plans!! It really is a girlie thang! :>)

I am usually roped in to do some magic with my numbers and inform my “girls” if their latest “squeeze” is worth pursuing or not. I am often amused by just how accurate these interpretations are; especially when in our next meeting I am regaled with stories of “You’ll never guess what he did! Just as you said” and “How on earth could you have known he has a little problem with….”