…. But was saved, not the first time, by her kids ….

So podcasting still remained a mystery, like algebra did in school. It posed more questions than it gave solutions. When would I use it, why would I want to learn it? Why is Baileys so darn expensive? When will LiquorKing have it on special again?

Then my beautiful, talented, clever daughter (yes, we did the DNA tests, she is mine!) unwittingly gave me the answer. She’s on a podcast. Oh yes she is. Her band got airplay on www.nzbeats.com and it’s on a podcast. That’s www.nzbeats.com, show 70, the last band on the podcast. The same podcast that a track by Greg Johnson is on. I wonder how many times I can say podcast in one paragraph.

The band’s called Tame Embrace and of course they’re brilliant because I’m the mum of the lead singer and I think everything she does is brilliant. Well, almost everything. Nicking a jar of curry paste from Tescos when she was four and eating it with her fingers was a strange way to get attention, and there have been many other weird and wonderful occasions over the years, but hey, she’s mine, what can I do, other than bask in her musical brilliance and hope she buys me a house with insulation and double glazing when she makes her millions.

And then, being a mum, I linked the podcast to everything I could find, on my Facebook page, onto an iPod, by email to everyone in my address book, and as a shortcut on a work computer so all my colleagues can pretend they can hear the lyrics too. And I’ll get it on this blog too, maybe even when I do the widgets and gadgets module, and won’t I be supersmug.

When the bolt of lightning had finally struck and the understanding that THIS was a podcast took hold, said daughter rolled her eyes, tutted and walked away. The elation of finally understanding podcasts was shortlived as the pity that only a teenager can give found its way to me. But then I didn’t care, I’d got podcasts sorted, and my daughter was getting airplay. Double whammy.

So, podcast module finished. Thanks to the kids. Again. Don’t know why I didn’t just ask them in the first place.