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Bon Jovi “Do what you can” – Colbert

Mr. Gorgeous is back and, I have to say, looking a lot better than he did last year. Whatever he’s been putting in the water is really working! πŸ˜›

Last night he was on “The Late Show with Stephen Colbert” on CBS and finished the appearance with the brilliant single “Do what you can” from the new album “2020”.

Unfortunately when I edited all three parts of his appearance together the file was too large for me to load into the blog, but here are all three parts for you.

This guy is just an amazing person … enjoy!

Tears

This post had a working title of “Love takes many forms” but, as I will explain later, I changed it when a certain piece of information became apparent to me.

I have been a great fan of Queen for many, many years and Freddie Mercury was, in my humble opinion, the greatest showman the world has ever known.

It may surprise you to know, therefore, that until today I hadn’t seen the film “Bohemian Rhapsody”.

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I admit it, I cried

Ever since I had my “epiphany” and fully recognised the truth about myself I have wanted to be able to go out in public looking as female as that beatch “Mother Nature” will allow.

It’s been a long, hard road because I’m just over 6 feet tall, fairly sturdily built, have large ears, large hands, large feet and, most disappointingly, androgenetic alopecia a.k.a. Male Pattern Baldness. In my case this baldness is not complete (as in the whole of the top of my head is bald) but I have a deep bald “river” on each side and a central “patchiness” to my hair.

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Just can’t get into it

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh ….. *long drawn out sigh*

You know you get those days sometimes; those days where you look around and see so many things that need doing, but every time you ask your brain if it wants to get involved it gives you a big “NAH!! … Go away and leave me alone!!”. Well today is one of those days.

It happens to be my birthday too, although I don’t think there’s a connection.

67 years ago today I was probably kicking and screaming my way onto this planet, poor planet. But today it’s like all I can do is make another coffee, sit around waiting for the rerun of today’s F1 Grand Prix, and watch never-ending YouTube videos.

So here’s the one that sums today up perfectly. πŸ˜€

(R.I.P. Leonard Nimoy, and thank you for the memories)

 

Your experiences of Pride Marches – Research project

A student at St. Andrew’s University is currently conducting a research project exploring LGBT+ people and allies’ experiences of being involved in Pride parades.

For the project, she is conducting interviews via Skype and hopes to speak to as many people as she can from all across the UK, to make this study as representative as possible.

Unfortunately, she has not yet been able to interview many Trans people and so is concerned that their points of view may go unrepresented.

I’ve told her that I’ll be happy to participate, and if you would like to help out too then the details are in this poster along with her email address.

Any support would be greatly appreciated!

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The “How do I die?” dilemma – no, I’m not thinking of THAT!

After the somewhat emotionally traumatic week I’ve had it’s been so helpful to have received a lot of reassurance and support from my readers and fellow bloggers. Thank you to all who have been in touch, it really means a lot.

I followed up on one comment I received by reading through that lady’s blog and came across something which has highlighted a dilemma I face.

What happens when I die?

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I wanna be …

I wanna be back in 1967.

I wanna be 5 years older than I was then.

I wanna be a cis-gendered hippy chick.

I wanna be in San Francisco.

I wanna be among the flower people.

I wanna be handing out flowers to strangers in the street.

I wanna be soaking up the colours and the vibrancy.

I wanna be high on the feeling of free love.

I wanna be …

I wanna be …

Oh, I SO wanna be where my soul truly belongs!! …

 

 

In the Ghetto

I’ve always been a great fan of Elvis Presley, ever since as a child Mum would say that there was an Elvis concert on the TV. It would be almost compulsory viewing for me because I loved his voice so much, and his stage shows were amazing, for the time.

“In the Ghetto” has long been a favourite among his many recordings, not only because it is such a well structured song but it highlights the struggles that so many people face; struggles which a truly caring society would, by now, have eliminated.

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A year ago today …

… my daughter and I were at Wembley Stadium to see Bon Jovi.

I’d been to Wembley many times in the past to see sporting and music events but this was my first visit to the “new” Wembley.

To get my new YouTube channel started I thought I’d have a bit of a practice with some video editing software and post this so to have as a lasting reminder of a great day out.

Thank you, Tara, for getting the tickets and then “having nobody to go with”!! πŸ˜€

Of course, if you want to see how a PROPER video of the event looks, there’s always this …

What do you miss?

Woodpecker and PrimrosesFollowing on from yesterday’s post regarding the Dorothy Relief Appeal I picked up a new follower from Aberdeenshire, the author Ailish Sinclair, and in browsing her blog I came across a post which reminded me so much of the house in Wales where I used to live. The relationship I was in while I lived there followed the course of all my other relationships and ended in a train wreck but, along with all the dogs, there were many things there to enjoy and be thankful for.

The (very weirdly shaped) garden with the stream along the side; the wooded bank opposite, the sound and sight of woodpeckers, and the clumps of wild primroses that decorated the bank in among the trees and holly bushes. As I’m writing this I’m also remembering the badgers that set up home there for a while, and the owls which hooted and screeched us to sleep on warm, summer nights.

Ailish’s blog post incorporates woodpeckers and primroses, two of the loveliest elements of that Welsh garden, and it got me thinking … while so many of us are sitting around with extra time on our hands, take a moment or two to think back. I don’t mean just to pre-Coronavirus time either. What is there in memories from the past that you really miss and would pick out as something you would want to live through again?

Stay safe.