Ma's 'visit' from MJ and face off with Ethan Hawke

Jaysus time has slipped through my fingers again! So much has gone on and I feel finally ready to say that the man who allowed me to win dancing competitions, created many a hilarious moment within my family, and triggered me acting silly in many a nightclub, party, and karaoke session has gone. I don't think I realised quite how much of a MJ fan people think I am until I got loads of messages and emails of condolences from people!

My crackerjack family manage to bring him up in a lot of conversations and on Saturday, my mum reduced us (including the boyfs mum) to hysterics with her latest antics. Seemingly, on the day of the MJ memorial, my ma got little bro to put every single MJ song possible on her ipod and blasted him out all day. She watched the memorial, cried her eyes out and went off to bed. Just after midnight, my mum was startled out her sleep when MJ's Thriller suddenly came blaring out of the speakers! Terrified, she raced into little bro's room screaming her head off in panic and he had to come and calm her down. She was convinced that she had some sort of visit from him and the more she insisted is the harder we laughed!

At this stage of the story, the boyf and I were howling with laughter and when he finally managed to calm himself, he said to her "But what I want to know is, why would Michael Jackson choose you out of all the gazillions of people to pay a visit to on the night of his memorial?!" which only made us laugh even harder! Little bro insists that my mum accidentally set her ipod alarm for just after midnight but I think she's sticking to having got a personal visit!

Our families have also decided to do a mini syndicate for the lottery. My ma organised the proceedings and she wrote out all the numbers and they were drawn out of the bambino's Charlie and Lola rucksack....as my mum said "Hee hee!" in her best MJ voice after every number was drawn.

In another hilarious moment of family hilarity, my ma stared down Ethan Hawke, yes the actor, at the Science Museum. The bro (Uncle Titty), little bro, my ma and myself and the girls were queuing for the lift when he approached with his wife, his two kids that he had with Uma Thurman, and a very gorgeous blonde toddler boy in a pushchair. He sidled past us to slink in front and turned to find nana's eyes of thunder on him.

"I'll...er...let you go ahead" he said nervously and then stared at us as if to say "Can't you see I'm effing Ethan Hawke?" Well actually I could, but no-one else did....

I naturally quickly Twittered the episode (I'm sure he sussed me) and what followed was a very uncomfortable few moments in the lift where he kept staring with a bit of a scowl as my mum tutted about bad manners.

After he got out on his floor, I cracked up laughing and said to her "I can't believe you just scared Ethan Hawke?!"

"Who?" she said blankly.

"The actor?" Cue tumbleweeds. "He's been in...ur...I can't remember which films but he was married to Uma Thurman"

"HIM! That cheeky feck! I should have given him a piece of my mind! Who the hell does he think he is pushing in front of my grandchildren?" Cue muchos giggles from everyone including one of the museum attendants. The more she thought about it, the more indignant she became!

"Ma!" I exclaimed. "He's gone now so you missed your chance!"

"I bet if it had been Michael Jackson he'd have waited!" It was the day after he died so you can imagine how much chat there was. She then started singing Beat It....