It took me too long to add this category, but I need to have something to balance the pet hates, and there are so many things to be grateful for.

Yup…ghasp…I have been blogging for 333 continuous days – I cannot quite believe it!  Some days it is easy, some days it is a bit trickier. I met a dear  friend in the street who  has taken the time to have a look at my blog and laughed about the fact that I have resorted to taking pictures of the lift at the local underground station. I actually like the lift and feel it needs a photo, and what may be mundane and ordinary to one person is new and fresh to another. We agreed on that. So moving on…what about today, day 333?    (32 days left of the year which means very few days left until Christmad  (I spelled it wrong and then decided it looked better)

Ten years ago today George Harrison died at the age of 58, which is really no age at all. Also another younger musician called Mic Christopher also died, he was 32. I often wonder about the scenario when two  people die on the same day and them meeting at the queue for the ticket machine at the  pearly gates and  them having a little chat.  ‘Oh hello, what brings you here today, do you have any change for the machine ?’…. I always wondered what Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett-Major would have chatted about on the same day June 2009, and my Uncle John and Amy Winehouse on the same day in July 2011, who would have got on like a house on fire. I love the idea that a big celeb may stand at the ticket machine next to someone really ordinary and rather extraordinary, as face it kids, one thing we all have in common is, we are born and we are gonna die.

There was a very moving film on the TV the other week about George Harrison’s life directed by Martin Scorsese. One thing he did a lot of was mediate and really try to feel the moment of his death. I started reading about GH and then got distracted by his musical link with the wonderful Roy Orbison who was in the The Traveling Wilburys for a brief spell before  Roy Orbison sadly died at the age of 52 of a heart attack. Roy has the same birthday as me and was the same age as I am now when he died, and I still feel like I am no age at all……at the time he died I thought he was old!

Ah another morbid little post..well is was all so pucker and dandy for the last few days the downward slope was inevitable. Hopefully  soon I shall rise from the ashes like a phoenix reborn, shedding light and good news on us all.

SONG OF THE DAY – Mic Christopher -Heyday

‘And this is our heyday baby
And we’re not gonna be afraid to shout
‘Cause we can make our heyday last forever
And ain’t that what it’s all about’

Right On!

I dropped Mr P. off there this morning for his birthday surprise which is a spoon carving workshop with Barn the Spoon in the Tower Hamlets Cemetery Park! An old cemetery – 35 acres…breath taking…if you dig old cemeterys, which I do!

I  tramped round it for about an hour, and in that time saw a mere handful of people walking their dogs. I took loads of photos. Well worth a visit. Another of those little havens in London. I shall have to see how the spoon carving workshop went down with Mr P.  I did manage to  keep it a surprise for the last 2 weeks, right  until we got there.  The people already there even greeted him with ‘Hi and welcome to the dance workshop!” Surprises can be a bit of a risk. Mr P. told me this week his worst idea of a surprise would have been a pampering day or a paint balling session….phew…lucky escape there then. I shall let you know how he got on tomorrow.

SONG OF THE DAY – Wooden it be Nice -The Beech Boys

As it is all about wood today, this was the first song that came into my head (sorry).

Today is  Transgender Day of Remembrance (TDoR)  it is a day to take some time to remember those who have been killed as a result of transphobia, or the hatred or fear of transgender and gender non-conforming people, and acts to bring attention to the continued violence endured by the transgender community.

Over the world there will be lots of events, walks and candle lit to remember those who have been killed.

This day gives me an opportunity to stand side by side, and show my total support to my transgender brothers and sisters. I find the hatred that I see from people who fear non-conformity  particularly sexual, to be very scary. As a hetrosexual woman, or maybe I am a gay man in a woman’s body, or perhaps I am a lesbian and Mr P. is a gay woman in a man’s body…who knows, I am standing side by side and defending and celebrating all people who feel passionately they were born in the wrong body and need to change, and then need to be recognised and accepted in their change.

Yesterday we went to the local and drank tea and coffee and sort of pretended we do this sort of thing a lot (it feels like we rarely do, or not enough anyway) it was nice, feeling like I was on the set of Friends, with some friends.

SONG OF THE DAY – I Will Survive -from Priscilla Queen of the Desert sung by Gloria Gaynor

One of my favourite movies and the aboriginal chanting and digereedoo playing at the end of the track is soooo cool. Many comments on the youtube video (some a bit on the  course side) but interesting that people pick up the support of this moment of the film between two communities who had suffered hatred and oppression, the feeling of this song being sung to aboriginals by a gay man, a drag queen and a trans  is very poignant, and funny too. The fact they are supporting each other is a lovely moment in the film.