Tag: P!nk


OK, I’ll be one of the first to admit that when my wayward eldest daughter took a liking to P!nk waaaay back when she was still in single digits age wise, as a very naive parent who hadn’t experienced much during her teens years I was pretty horrified by this brash, confident, tattooed, no nonsense, chameleon haired singer.


The more I got to know about her and the more I actually realised I enjoyed her music, the happier I was that my daughter has had such a fantastic role model growing up.

My daughter is confident, strong, loving, doesn’t take any shit from anyone, and is going to be an incredible Mum and as much as I’d like to think that I was responsible for that, I know that seeing P!nk being this incredible force of nature has also played a big part in how my daughter has turned out.

This woman is absolutely amazing.
If you haven’t already seen it, I highly recommend watching her new docufilm on Amazon Prime, ‘All I know So Far’.
What a hard working but down to earth Mum she is.
Her kids are going to have an incredible life.

Last night at the Billboard awards, where P!nk received the Icon award, she performed on stage with her daughter Willow. They released a record together earlier this year which is amazing called, ‘Cover Me In Sunshine’.
At just 9 years old Willow did some acrobatics with her Mum to that very record and it is pure magic to watch.

I was privileged enough to see P!nk at Wembley in 2019 with my daughter and I can safely say that I hope to be able to see her again in the future.
I will also be watching little Willow grow up with great interest.


First of all, and because I wasn’t around to do this yesterday…….


It’s been lovely flicking through all the Instagram posts of people I follow sharing their experience at the New York festival.
New York Pride is on my bucket list and I WILL make it there one year.

OK, so today is recovery day.
I got back from London yesterday after spending 4 days with my eldest daughter, taking in the sights, the sun and P!nk!!!

I’ve just been sorting out photos and I’m currently waiting for my videos to upload to Flikr, so I know they’re safe. Gonna take a while as there’s more than a few!
I’ll pick out one or two for this blog. There are actually 2 I can’t upload to Flikr because they are over their 3 minute maximum rule, so I may put them here instead.

Anyway, how was the trip?


So here goes.

After a pretty miserable couple of weeks weather wise, the heatwave finally hit, just in time for the trip.
We took the train into St Pancras International and then hit the underground to get to our Hotel. Nothing fancy. A Travelodge with the basics. Bed, shower, TV, coffee. What more do you need?
Then we wasted no time in going into the city to enjoy the rest of the day.

We headed to the Embankment and over towards Festival Hall where the Underbelly Arts festival was in full swing. We found cocktails and Hot Dogs and basically took a leisurely stroll up the embankment, stopping off at various watering holes along the way. We had the obligatory stop off at our favourite pub, The Horniman, right next to the HMS Belfast before heading over Tower Bridge and then down to the Walkie Talkie.
We queued for about 30 minutes and then after being security checked we headed up to the Sky Garden where there are some incredible views over the Thames, including an amazing overview of the Tower of London.
Then the day started to catch up with us, so we hit a Tesco for supplies and headed back to the hotel to call it a night.

We had a small lay in and then headed over to Camden.
We mooched around the market area for a few hours and then fuelled up with some food at Camden Lock and then spent an hour sat under the shade of a tree enjoying some ice cold pints.
This is where Murron received a message from Fanny Burns, a drag queen who frequents one of our locals back home, to say she was doing a gig at none other than ‘The Admiral Duncan’ in Soho that evening, so! the evening was sorted.

After Camden, we headed over to Covent Garden where we enjoyed a pint at the White Lion before we had an encounter with Mr Bean! We sat and listened to a wonderful busker who Murron had a chat with about busking in Covent Garden and then we took our lives in our hands and hopped on a Rickshaw to The Admiral Duncan.

Fanny and her colleagues were brilliant.
We met some lovely people and partied until the early hours before making it back to the hotel at 2am! It was an expensive cab ride back to the hotel as trains to our station stopped running at midnight!

The whole reason for the trip in the first place.
We had originally talked about going into the city for a few hours before returning to the hotel to freshen up and head over to Wembley for mid afternoon. Well…. that didn’t happen.
We had a megga lay in at the hotel and eventually started to make our way over to Wembley. From our hotel we needed to change onto the Metropolitan Line at Rayners Lane but there was a problem. There had been a problem on the line that meant the trains weren’t running and there was no telling when they would actually start running again, so we hopped into a taxi instead. We finally arrived mid-afternoon as planned and headed up Wembley Way. We stopped off at a vendor where I got a glitter pride stripe down my face and Murron got gems and then we popped into Box Park to get some food and drink. Brilliant place!! If you’re going to an event at Wembley, I’d highly recommend it, and they don’t rip you off!
It is a basic hall with a bar in the centre that has long basic wooden benches and tables either side. There are lots of different food and drink vendors around the outside. You simply get your food and drink and find a space to sit down and eat. They gear up for big gigs with a DJ playing music and videos on a huge video screen. It was busy, but there were no huge queues or major waits.
Then we made our way into Wembley Stadium. The build up to the main event was wonderful. A DJ and two warm up acts consisting of Bang Bang Romeo and Vance Joy!
Pink herself was amazing and her aerial wire work was INSANE!!
We were treated to an appearance by her daughter Willow when Pink was announcing her dancers. The final announcement was Willow who cartwheeled onto the stage. jumped into her Mamas arms, waved at the audience, and then cartwheeled off again.

Vance Joy and Riptide!!
This is a bit on the fuzzy side but shows the INSANE wirework that P!nk does. Unbelievable.

Getting out of the stadium was very smooth running. It was a little slow going down Wembley way when the Pink crowd from the stadium mixed with the Lynard Skynard crowd from the SSE Arena next door, it was well organised and kept moving but BOY was it hot!!!
We made it back to Rayners Lane in time to get the last train to our station and arrived back at the hotel at about 01:30.

We made the most of our midday checkout time and slept in as late as possible before heading back to St Pancras International where Murron couldn’t resist having a go on one of the pianos.

Then it was home time.
Trip over, just like that!
Good news is that I have just booked for another 3 nights in London for me and the hubby for our 25th wedding anniversary at the beginning of August.
I can safely say that If we won ridiculous amounts of money on the lottery, I would quite happily live in London.


First of all…. GUNS!!

Come on America.
Enough is enough!!
Time to get rid of them don’t you think?

”’But you can’t do that. It’s in our constitution. It’s our right to have them””

It’s not impossible (just go and read about Article V) and let’s face it, it’s in need of an update, don’t you think?
Or have I stepped on a few million toes and spoken out of line.
I don’t give a f##k really.

And I’m sorry…. for all the people out there that are saying about this latest school shooting, that the person was mentally ill, we need to address the mental health service, it’s not the guns.

YES IT IS THE BLOODY GUNS!! and how easy it is for a mentally ill person to get hold of one.

There’s too many of them and they are way too easy to get hold of.
Apparantly there are 101 guns for every 100 Americans.
That’s more guns than people in America. WTF!!

I think P!nk summed up the situation perfectly in this Instagram.


And breath!!!
OK, I’ve said my piece on that one.
It’ll just be another rant that gets ignored and disappears into the ether.
No doubt, there will be another shooting before long and the whole debacle will start again.

OK, rant number two.

Richard Littlejohn of the Daily Mail is a biggot!!
Anyone who knows me, knows that biggots get right up my nose.

I follow 2 people on Twitter, Instagram and Youtube.
Tom Daley and Dustin Lance Black.

Gymnastics, swimming and diving have always been my favourite Olympic sports. Forget all the athletics. So the baby Tom Daley has been wonderful to watch as his career unfolds.

I love films and ‘Milk’ is an incredible film garnering a much deserved Oscar for writer Dustin Lance Black.

Over the last couple of years, their Tweets and Instagrams and Youtube collaborations regularly bring a smile to my face. They have hundreds of thousands of devoted followers who were all ecstatic when they both announced that they were going to become parents by posting this on Valentines day.

Tom and Lance

Wonderful news.

Sadly, we still got people poo pooing all over it.
Most noticeably from Richard Littlejohn of the Daily Mail.
C’mon guys!! I thought we were past all this, especially in the press!!

Even though he tries to wriggle out of his biggotry by saying that ‘I supported civil partnerships long before it was fassionable’ Richard Littlejohn states in his article titledĀ ‘Please don’t pretend two dads is the new normal’

That said, and despite the fact that countless single parents do a fantastic job, I still cling to the belief that children benefit most from being brought up by a man and a woman.

Which is precisely what worries me most about the Daley publicity stunt. Here we have two men drawing attention to the fact that ‘they’ are having a baby.

But where’s the mum, the possessor of the womb which features in this photograph? She appears to have been written out of the script entirely’

OK, this has me angry on several levels.

1 – All a child needs is a loving and stable family environment. It doesn’t matter whether they are brought up by a man and a woman, a man and a man, a woman and a woman or just a single parent of either sex. As long as they are loved it doesn’t matter!

2 – It was not a publicity stunt! They were announcing their news to their fans. Something Richard Littlejohn obviously doesn’t know about.

3 – They haven’t announce who the Mum is because they are obviously trying to protect her privacy and health. The last thing the poor woman needs is to be pestered for the next nine months by paparazzi and press!!

He then goes on to state….

‘What I also find slightly disconcerting is that this story was reported virtually everywhere without so much as a raised eyebrow, as if it would be impolite even to ask any questions about the parentage’

Yes Richard, that’s exactly how it should be!!
It’s normal for a loving couple to announce their happy baby news.
I seriously hope this article comes back to bite you in the arse you pathetic man!!

It saddens me that we still have to put up with biggots.
I still have to bite my tongue, even with family members I’m sad to say, but I have seen huge changes in public opinions in my lifetime and I hold out much hope that all of this will become just plain old ‘normal’ in the future.
Hetero, gay, lesbian, bi, trans…whatever!! It’s what makes the world so colourful.