Take your hands off me, hey, I don't belong to you, you see, And take a look in my face, for the last time, I never knew you, you never knew me, Say hello goodbye, Say hello and wave goodbye (Say Hello, Wave Goodbye - Marc Almond)

I adore this song.  I think it is one of my favourites. It is the tune, the lyrics an how they kind of resonate with me. You can hear the passion and pain in his voice. Beautiful.  As always, enjoy.

Saturday:  Up and out and off to fat club.  I am not going to mention each week how we are doing; but all is good.  Back home and brunch and a cuppa and out on the bus up to Soho.  Today was my volunteering afternoon.  I do enjoy this.  I meet some absolutely wonderful people. This week the guys in the barbers recognised me and I had a bit of banter with them. It was so funny as they were really busy, with people queueing up outside (all me).  In I rock spreading my sparkle.  I love it.

I got chatting to the lad behind the bar that we work out off.  He was from Poland and has been working here all summer but on Wednesday is off to explore the USA.  We had such a lovely chat and laugh and he said something that I understood totally.  He said that he has been to university by travelling has taught him more.  He was the same age as my Megan.  I hope she is travelling and learning about the world.  However, I suspect she is not and has returned to the default Stokie button.

Back home, Andy and I watched V for Vendetta.  Last year, I got caught up in the 5 November marches on Parliament and did not have a clue what was going on, just that it was quite frightening.  I now understand totally. It was a really good film and have no idea why this one was never on my radar.  

Sunday:  Lazy start then I was on the move.  I cooked some food for later on today and in the week, then started on my wardrobe.  It was time to sort out all the summer stuff and replace it with winter.  My wardrobe is now very black.  I also sorted out a load of stuff I will never wear and popped it into a suitcase and will take it down to the charity shop next weekend.  Someone else may as well get some use out of it all. Strange day weather wise. Autumn really has arrived and you can feel 'the nip' in the air.  I need to be flying south really soon you know.

Busy afternoon researching a 'new item' and weighing up whether I should or should not.  I will sleep on it a bit, again, and review at the weekend.  But knowing me, I probably will. Decisions, decisions, decisions.  Ended up watching a film called Toast, the childhood memories of Nigel Slater.  It was really good and it was just like watching (in places) my childhood.  Nigel Slater is two years older than me.  It was really good.  A typical British film.   

So the birthday week comes to an end. I had some wonderful news today about someone I know who lost someone very dear a few years ago and on Saturday remarried.  The news really made me smile. They deserve to be happy again and I am so pleased for them. Such wonderful news.  It got me thinking. You can never have too much love and this proves it.  I think I am too damaged to be loved again.

As always, with my love x