Could it be fate?

After 10 years working on endless Channel 4/Beeb 2 lifestyle series, I severed my ties with television when I became a Mum. It's not that it wasn't fun; it's just that TV and Happy Families don't mix in my experience. The only successful women in telly were divorced, single or gay. None of which I particularly aspired to, having tried out two of those states already and found them wanting (I'll leave you to decide which!).

But some people do want to be in that world. Very much. And I've nothing against that. In fact, I'm more than happy to help them fulfill their dreams, if it's still in my power to do so.

And so, this morning, I met up with an acclaimed cookery writer, who I met whilst doing my own little cookery demos in my part-time role as a Pampered Chef. She's done some TV appearances but has yet to headline her own series, although I'm certain that's only a matter of time, given her charisma and determination. Thus we spent a merry few hours plotting a potential programme to highlight her particular talents.

My husband chastised me mildly for putting so much of my energy into doing something for nothing. But it just felt right. And of course, if we manage to sell our idea to a broadcaster, I believe she'll recognise my part in it. Call me naive but she has an honest face.

Acclaimed Cookery Writer was all for me directing, producing and making the entire proposed series but that's not where I'm headed any more and I said as much. So she asked what my burning ambition was these days. There's quite a list at the moment but I happened to mention that I'd started writing childrens' stories.

"Oh, well do you know X...the best children's literary agent in the country? Who lives a few doors down from me? And is one of my closest friends???" says ACW.

I am flabbergasted. This is my dream on a plate.

So cue, dream-shattering moment...

"Last time I saw her, she had a pile of manuscripts waist-high on her kitchen floor. All still in their envelopes".

My soaring hopes crash land on the AGA.

"But if you give me a copy of your's, I'll deliver it to her in person and stand over her until she's read it".

There is a God.

So this evening, I printed out a fresh copy of my newly written children's story and dashed off a brief synopsis. It's sitting in a brand new jiffy bag right now, packaged with hope and sealed with prayers. Tomorrow, my dreams and the jiffy bag will wing their way to Ms ACW....then....watch this space.

It's ok. I know. It could all (most likely will) come to nothing. But it's like the lottery. If you don't buy a ticket, you've got no chance of winning. And even a £10 prize would be nice right now!