Finally got to see what should be our new house today....Autistic stress levels were off the scale - for me obviously, the girls and Cass (especially seeing as he doesn't want to move) did brilliantly Luckily the house seems perfect so it's a go! Girls loved it and Cass didn't run away (which is a win) - it needs a load of work done so looks like we've got around a month to get fully packed and moved which is good! Not too sure who this Captain Howdy that Embeth was talking to in the bathroom is tho'....
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Out Come The Freaks.
As regular readers will know (I've excitedly written about them before here and here ), I absolutely adore Soft Cell and Marc and Dave in general. They are quite literally my most favourite band ever. Fact. As I've mentioned previously, being the awkward Autistic artsy teen constantly picked on in school, obsessed with horror films, sci-fi and Warhol, Marc and Dave were a lifeline and Soft Cell's dark electropop perfectly encapsulated everything I felt...and everything that terrified me too.... They also seemed to like the same things as I did - it was Marc and Dave introduced me to Truman Capote, Scott Walker, neon lighting and electronica among many other things and in one way or another have sound tracked the best (and worst) parts of my life. Whenever I've needed them or whenever my life has gone mad Marc and Dave have been there for me. Flash forward to this morning, we're still in limbo as far as the move is concerned - we've been told it's per...
House Nation.
A distinct lack of meaningful posts of late seeing as we're in the middle of packing up the house for our move as Cassidy frantically tries to unpack everything whilst shouting "FIX IT!" in an ever higher voice. The mad thing is when you take into account that so far we've only had 4 half days to do it (girls are at college 3 days which we have to take them/fetch them from plus my 2 day hospital appointments couple with dance performances and stuff like cooking, laundry, shopping etc) we've actually done not too bad. 40 boxes packed and a skip half filled and no major breakdowns, tho' Cass is getting there and I'm not far behind. Our house right now. Anyway we've decided to take the girls out of college this week so we can try and fire thru' the rest of the job and finally attempt to clear the terrifying cupboard in their room. A job I'm dreading and excited about at the same time. As an exciting aside it looks like we may finally get to see...
Tall In The Saddle.
Celebrating the birthday of the person who gave me the big push to start drawing seriously again (then years later slagged me off for listening to him when drunk!), the guy who gave my wife and I our 'comic bonding' experience and the co-creator of the character our wee boy-child is named after. Happy Heavenly birthday to the guv'nor himself, Steve Dillon.
Attack of The Clones.
Me and Cassidy around the same age....who knew cloning technology had come so far?
An Interesting Aside (probably).
A wee aside to break up the monotony of all the moving house horror. One of the most amazing things (to me anyway) about my autistic memory bank is the ability to remember exactly where and when I heard my favourite songs or saw my favourite films for the first time in minute detail. For example Tears of A Clown, 30 April 1975....followed a news report on the fall of Saigon, I was sitting cross legged in front of our old stereo in the maisonette we lived in in Coseley (or Wallbrook as the area was known then). Oh yes, and we had this wallpaper (I insisted). Anyway, enjoy.