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How to get your Goth back on..

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Get a new tattoo, worked wonders for me, totally cheered me up I feel like Ju again. After feeling like total you know what for over a month, Im back marching miles and not in pain. I have far to much to do to be ill so don’t mentally cope with it. Pain saps every bit of creativity out of you.

Thanks to the work of the brilliant Harry from  Black Sails Tattoo

Something about having a tattoo makes you feel alive. Already planning my next one….. 🙂 🙂 🙂

My latest creation which marks my return was Cruella Deville.

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It was world book day and Willow won first prize. Made her dress and sat till 10:30 at night sewing spots onto the fur stole. well worth it. Every other girl was a Tesco/Asda princess. Deegan’s don’t do princesses 🙂

Adventure in Munich.

So after a month and a half of being very unwell, I made it to Munich albeit at half my usual zest.

We arrived on the Friday for the amazing gig ( see previous post by eddy) the best i’ve ever been to, I managed to dance for most of the 3.5 hours they played.

Saturday was spent exploring the centre of Munich, the buildings were really interesting and still had snow on their rooftops which gave it a nice wintery atmosphere somehow. It was such a sunny lovely day. We wandered about in no particular direction, we discovered a lovely market which sold all sorts of fresh fruit, flowers, food and of course being German, beer and scary looking sausage which i had no desire to try.


We had a nice meal in a Bavarian restaurant, came upon the river which on the railings were padlocks attached loads of them with names of couples (I’m guessing) carved into them. The river was very fast flowing and the banks steep. Either i worry too much or German parents are so laid back they are lying down, as children Willows age were running about right on the edge, climbing on slippy stumps, generally scaring me half to death. But then sometimes willow moans i hold her hand too tight by roads, oh and i did make Lizzy’s fingers go blue once while walking the North cliffs in Cornwall. Ok maybe its me 🙂 A really lovely day exploring. A fantastic new hat was purchased by Eddy in a random shop we came across.

After the night at the gig and walking all day i was fit to drop, evening spent chilling watching films, in our very modern hotel room. The theme being purple throughout the building, even the lift was lit by a purple/pink light.

Sunday was travel home day, got the train to the airport where we had lunch and generally chilled out then flew home. After the almost ten hour flight to San francisco the hour and a half this one took was a doddle. Upon reaching Gatwick we just had to get the train to Brighton, by this point Eddy had had enough and spent many a minute moaning about the trains. He was rather disgusted that the sign kept claiming our train was on time despite clearly being late (see last pic) 🙂

Twilight Theatre

Exciting news, Twilight Theatre is finished and I have properly moved in. My wonderful refuge from the outside world, locks fitted to keep out un-wanted folk. The sofa bed was the finishing touch, so i can not only work down there, we have created a social ( special invites only ) place to chill out, or indeed party in. PA system installed and tested on new years eve at ear bleed with VIP guests. I have waited a long time for my own space, every second was worth it. A huge Thank you to Eddy who made it all possible and who’s vision became reality. He has a very happy Wife.


A most wonderful day.

November 24th 2015.

This was the day my brilliant, wonderful, bonkers friend got her happy ever after.

The wonderful day Lindsey and Steve got Wed.

No tradition, pomp, general szmooze and insincerity most weddings these days seem to contain. No spending of stupid amounts of money, stupid dress ( the bride wore a Metallica tee shirt) and silly penguin suits.

Simply two people that love each other and five guests, I very happily fulfilled my role as Goth friend ( a great excuse to get my hat out ). The ceremony was short sweet and emotional (I’m very soppy when it comes to Lindsey) Metallica’s ‘fade to Black’ playing in the background.

The well travelled chicken even got a mention by the registrar, also Elvis was present, well why wouldn’t he be on such an occasion.

Afterwards we went to a local farm shop restaurant for a fab meal, followed by cake, confetti and fizz back at the happy couples home joined by mad pooches Izzy and Kimi.

Perfect end to the day.

 

 


Happy Christmas to me :) :)

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Christmas came early for me this year, this stunning tattoo, a present from Eddy,Thank you xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

I sat for five and three quarter hours, I think that puts me in the warrior category for tattoo endurance. The last two hours were rather grim. I would liken it to being seven hours in on a ten hour flight and feeling like you are caged but with added pain and blood.

Every moment worth it for this result. In the photos its rather swollen, I will add a healed photo in due course. The brilliant artist was Harry Robbins from Black sails/Yokai tattoos Lewes.

Taking after daddy..

Not to be left out of the creative/building productivity going on around here, Willow made this amazing model of a house in the midst of the Great fire of London. She is very proud of it and rightly so. A lot of hard work went into it. I especially love the burning people attention to detail, the look on the face of the lady at the front is priceless 🙂

 

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Just because

Posting this picture of us outside the royal pavilion Brighton, just after we got married. thought i’d lost it. Very happy i haven’t as its my favorite.582142_3893095696207_444314739_n

I’ve only gone and done it.

Well i’ve put my money where my mouth is, so to speak, and deleted my Facebook account. I was using it for 8 years and had really good fun, loved keeping in touch with friends old and new.

Recently it has been increasingly annoying me, but still i stayed, even after Eddy left and told me IN LENGTH how evil Facebook is, i didn’t listen. Just merrily carried on my way ignoring the doubts, as the thought of not having it seemed weird. I have been resenting how much of my time it sucks out of me. Why am i checking Facebook whilst on the beach??? because A: i’m nosy and B: clearly on the slippery road to becoming a zombie glued to my phone. You see people out for dinner in pubs, bars all ignoring each other as clearly what their old school friends dogs sister is doing is much more interesting. Or looking at photos of other peoples food. Just bloody talk to each other, btw your dinner is now cold.

Something happened the other day that made me so angry it tipped me over the edge. The realisation that some people are so addicted its taken over their whole life. Something was demanded of me quite aggressively that was so pathetic my eyes were finally opened. Sometimes people can tell you stuff till they’re blue in the face, but you need to realise it for yourself. Anyway i’ve never been a fan of being told what to do.

So…

I’m free and feeling very pleased with myself..