“Pure bloody art, darling!”

11th August 2020

It’s six months today that My Lady passed away. I’ve been intermittently blocking it yesterday and today. Six months… Really? So surreal. I met with the lady who runs the local performing arts academy for coffee today. My Lady ran the TV and film class at the weekend. I still had some equipment to return but we have known each other for some time now and she was one of the amazing people that braved (no really) coming to see me early on when I was at my worst. Unkempt, ZZ Top beard… Not great. It was lovely to see her. While I was queing , the funeral directors called me. I hadn’t spoken to them since a couple of days after the funeral. They were calling to tell me I can collect the other lock of My Lady’s hair they kept for me. Timing much…

So Mrs Performing Arts and I sat chatting about My Lady and the circumstances surrounding her passing. To be fair, it was mostly myself rambling on. Bless her. It really showed me how socially awkward I am now. I always was a little but now? Particularly around My Lady’s colleagues. Not only was My Lady very private about our life when it came to colleagues but as it turns out, that most amazing, beautiful Goddess that she is, had told all of them about our love story. About how she always wanted to be treated like a Queen and that she had found it in me. (Pause for cry…) Lots of other heart rending story’s about how we felt about each other too. Losing your partner when they are still hopelessly in love with you will destroy a person you know. Whilst I’m still relatively healthy, bat shit crazy but healthy, the person I was the day My Lady was admitted to A&E… Is dead. Destroyed. Utterly laid waste. I’m sure I can think of more superlatives but you get my point.

My dear friend and newly adopted sister is getting her memorial tattoo today. As My Lady was a Tarot reader too, she had had one of the cards from her own deck tattoo’d on her leg. I’m talking to her while shes having it done. The line work is lovely. It made me think about what I want done. Precious and my newly adopted sister and I all want a Tarot themed tattoo. I’m going to have copy’s of My Lady’s small tattoo’s to start with. To be honest, I want a whole bloody sleeve but as my dear friend and newly adopted sister pointed out, “You need a job first.” Hmm… Good point.