Gobbledygook from the Grieving Daughter

Dear Mumm-Ra the Ever-Living,

I’ve told you a lot over the past few days, so there’s not really that much I can add but a celebration of you, I suppose.

Cancer took you from me. That’s an unforgivable act, as far as I’m concerned, for the world’s lost an incredible woman. More than that though, we lost our mother, dad lost his wife.

Don’t worry on that score, dad knows exactly how lucky he was, just as we do. (more…)

For Our Gorgeous Mum

I think I’d only been staring out the window a couple of minutes when Travis touched my shoulder and said, “Babe?” It was that moment I felt the tears running down my eyes again, tears which I’d desperately over the last week been trying to hide from mum. Of course, that was the moment mum had woken up. She saw me crying for once. (more…)

Cancer, the Heartbreaker

I called my mother this morning, not expecting her to answer. She did, though, so I was happy.

She was tired and had no idea what the time was. In fairness, she doesn’t have a clock to hand so any thoughts of her current mindset were quickly pushed to one side.

Mum’s not the full ticket at the moment, and who could blame her? (more…)

Another Day, Another Huh? Trump Scores a Brexit-Style Victory

So, some of the world woke up to find that Donald Trump is the new President-elect. Many of us didn’t see this happening, much like many of us didn’t see the whole Brexit thing (which at this point is looking more like a prelude to a riot when Parliament gets to vote again as to whether or not we skedaddle).

I showered and dressed, zombied my way into my parents’ bedroom, tip-toed over to my dad’s side of the bed and whispered into the ear of my snoring patriarch: “President Trump.” (more…)

David Bowie: Songs on the Bowie Spectacular – Part 1

In case there was somebody who missed it, David Bowie died the classiest of deaths – he celebrated his birthday, released an album, and quietly left us – at least, left those of us who were already chewing on his lyrics – without a hint of his condition.

On his 69th birthday, David Bowie released his 27th studio album (or 25th if you choose to leave out Labyrinth – a silly mistake – and Tin Machine), Blackstar, which is without a doubt an album filled with poignant lyrics – for those who care to dig into them. (more…)

Ideas in a Flash (Gordon)

We were merry. All of us. Every single blessed soul had been on a high – even myself, the person who doesn’t really enjoy being in crowded spaces with people I don’t know.

As stated in my previous entry, however, the night wasn’t like that, and regardless of how many glasses of wine or bottles of beer we had devoured like oxygen – there was a lot going around – it was a natural high, this wave we were all seemingly surfing on. (more…)