Category Archives: Pogues

Fairytale In New York

So, lets get to the last 4 months of the year now, when a few things might have happened!

To do it in strictly in chronological order, the first new experience in September, was being wheeled through an airport in a wheelchair! In truth, I possibly could have survived the security experience at Manchester Airport (especially as I would have got Fast Track routing as a premium economy customer), but there was absolutely no way I was ever going to stand in the Immigration queue at Boston, I went with the ‘full in’ option. So fine, at Manchester it didnt quite work as planned (twice, but more on that later), as I got wheeled through security, and to the gate, but no one ever appeared to take me to the gate! So in the end, I managed to get myself down, and aboard the plane, but ironically that meant I was last on, not first! Boston end, it worked perfectly, and I can safely say I have never got through Immigration so quickly in my life, even if you allow for the time I waited on the plane before I got off!

The first few days on Cape Cod was a delight (Saturday night in Boston, went down there on Sunday) with Kate, just relaxing, and giving my back a wonderful break. Then, on the Thursday, we both headed back to Boston, Kate to head off somewhere with her partner, and me to head to Mahopac, NY, via Stamford (c/o Amtrak) to go to a friend’s wedding. Initially I’d assumed I would be going as a guest, then told I was a bridesmaid, only to find out I was Maid of Honor! Thankfully for all the others there, I didnt catch the wedding bouquet lol! It was an amazing experience, thanks go to Stacie, and Eric for the honor of doing that for me. Also thankfully, I was relaxed enough over those last few days that I managed to lay off the painkillers for just long enough to be able to drink at the wedding reception. Fine, I made up for it that night, but anyway…

Flying back afterwards was entertaining. Firstly, for some reason best known to themselves, the airline staff at JFK started boarding people, before boarding me in a wheelchair. It seemed they realized pretty quickly, and sent me through, but it was an interesting journey through all these people who had no interest in giving way to a passenger in a wheelchair!

On arrival at Manchester, chaos ensued. As had shown at JFK, I was the only person who had booked a wheelchair. Therefore, on arrival at Manchester, one wheelchair arrived, for me. Thing is, 5 people suddenly decided they needed a wheelchair, and one woman (who had the physical strength to push me out of the way!) decided she was taking it! Anyway, in the end, after a bit of a delay, a few more wheelchairs arrived, though only 1 extra pusher, and we eventually got through, but after quite a delay, obviously. Not helped by the fact that one person clearly didnt have the right paperwork (not sure if she was from my plane, or a holdback from a previous flight?). In the end, I sort of got up, collected my case, and struggled through on foot (someone pushed my case, thank goodness) to where I was being met! I only hope Manchester Airport does better next May, we will see!

After that, its fair to say that the year settled into LGBT mode at work. A presentation to just over 100 people on working as a Transgender person in my Civil Service Department, and gaining a position on a committee dealing with LGBT issues within said Department are 2 of the delights that followed. Oh, and on top of that performance, was of course, the performance as an Elf very recently!

Lastly, on Christmas Day, on Facebook of all places, someone posted a picture in one of the groups, of a young lady, in Christmas mode, of an event that happened nearly 90 years ago (1929). Yes, an unknown lady, at a pre-Christmas event in Los Angeles, way back when. Except…she looked familiar to me. Comparison to a few pictures taken about 5 years later, and agreement from a couple of other people on the matter, that lady is no longer unknown, to a few of us at least. Yes, 99.9% certain its a certain Clara Johnson! Talk about dream Christmas present, especially as in total, there were 3 pictures! Oh fine, here’s one of them, of her, at 24!

And thats about it! Two more working days in 2017, Friday all day, and a half day on Saturday! Not expecting anything major to happen, but we will see?

The video, big clue in the title. A live version of the song, from 2012, which means no Kirsty MacColl, but the woman gives a decent, if clearly rather starstruck performance

Tomorrow, a look forward to 2018, and what might, or will happen

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A fairytale ended too young

Did anyone work out what the anniversary was? Either way, you find out now.

11 years ago today, Kirsty McColl was killed in a diving accident in Mexico, aged just 41. I’m not going to comment on the politics of the incident, there is so much mystery and rumour shrouded about it, thats its safer not to comment here.

Pop music is a strange thing, to put it mildly, talentless acts with masses of hype (yes, think X-Factor) can have successful careers, while really good singers without said hype never get the popular following they so deserve. And yes, Kirsty was one of the latter.

Ironically for such a talented writer, 3 of the records she will be most remembered for were not from her hands. ‘A New England’ was a Billy Bragg song, though he did rewrite slightly for Kirsty, for obvious reasons. ‘Days’ was a Ray Davies (Kinks) song, and the one you get to enjoy later here was of course a Pogues song. She did have hits of her own, ‘There’s A Guy Works Down The Chipshop’ and ‘Walking Down Madison’ being 2 of the most obvious to talk about. Her own first record, ‘They Don’t Know’ was actually a massive hit for Tracey Ullman, who had more hype going for her than Kirsty did at the time. And not the only song that Tracey was wise enough to record of hers either.

But generally, much of her great music just seemed to fall under the popular radar, for whatever reason, but I loved it. Why, possibly because of her concern for others in a worse position than herself, and possibly because she had a wonderfully cynical look on life so often.

And yes, I just wanted to mark this day with little piece. As I say, I’m offering the most obvious piece of Kirsty, especially at this time of year, but just type the name into You Tube, and enjoy more if you have the time.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HwHyuraau4Q

Kirsty RIP