It’s a little bit funny

He had such a beautiful bath.

Coming back to journalising after such a long time away.

I was one of the original OD members back in the late nineties.  Back then it was an  incredible site.  I came across a group of women who called themselves the Okie girls.  There was Quill who later changed her name to Peach. Marion.  Ginger. Tawini from Queensland to encouraged me to write Poetry and bought out something within me I didnt know was there.  So many wonderful folk. I still catch up with Polz from NZ. Twik.  Texas Rose.  Daisy.    All of them helped me get through my darkest journey. The big C.  Some of them are no longer here but I just want to remember them today.

I am sure if I searched around there would still be people here as well.  I haven’t sorted everything out as yet.  I will still dabble over at Prosebox but this is a much better site I feel.

Owen will meet with me online today and we will bash out The King and I.  I am sure the group will love it tomorrow.  I do have to be careful not to wear my directors hat to tightly with him.  But I don’t want him missing all the nuances within the script.

A couple of nights back I watched the The trial of The Chicago seven.   Brilliant.  Great script and wonderful performances.  I will be very interested to see how it fairs for the Oscars next year.