Wednesday 16 October 2013

Why The Girl With No Regrets?

For many years I listened to a song on the Terry Hall album Laugh called The Girl With No Regrets and wanted to be her. To have the courage to leave my unhappy marriage. Eventually I did leave and I have no regrets.

 as the world keeps on turning she needs to stand still
she's given her everything it's making her ill
 so tired of loving someone she hates
to leave now or never it's getting so late (she just can't wait to get away)

 but who in the world would care for the girl with no regrets
whose party days are over
all she needs is to breathe
 just a little time to breathe

 she slips on her raincoat and heads for a storm
 been driven to hell and back weathered it all
 she keeps her resistance with vitamin c
then takes off that wedding ring that spells misery (D.I.V.O.R.C.E.)

 she knows that if she breaks him then maybe then she'll make him
 the kind of fool who falls for the girl with no regrets
whose party days are over all she needs is to breathe
just a little time to breathe

October update

Since I last wrote anything quite a lot has happened – it’s been over 10 months!!! I know, I know, I’m terrible at this blogging lark lol

In one of my last posts I mentioned I was doing a year planner with a list of things I want to do this year – one of them was to see Anna Fur Laxis perform live. I didn’t achieve that but I did go one better!!

 A local(ish) burlesque club organised a pin-up hair and make-up workshop which was run by Anna so I actually got to meet her. I was soooo star-struck I made myself laugh. After she did my hair for me I decided I was never washing it again but sadly despite trying not to move overnight my victory roll had fallen out by the morning (and yes I have washed it since then lololol).




















Anna was lovely, I’m even more in love with her than I was before I met her and I am determined to see her perform live next year when she’s back from performing in Shanghai’s Cirque le soir. Oh, and I didn’t leave the workshop empty handed……





















Yes, I went home with a pair of her shoes. Ok, they’re two sizes too big for me but I really don’t care and yes, I do sometimes take them out of the wardrobe and stroke them – I wish I’d got her to sign them for me. ;-)

This is a photo of all of us ladies after we’d finished applying our make-up.















Photograph reproduced with permission from Louise Searby of PJS photography

 In August it was the third anniversary of me and the children moving here. I can’t believe it’s been that long since I made my bid for freedom and left my husband. Looking back over the past three years I have changed so much from the person I was then to the person I am now.

 In September I reached the big four-oh – I’d been dreading it until a couple of months beforehand when all of a sudden I found myself looking forward to it. I finally feel grown up now!!

 Also in September was R’s 18th birthday – the fact I now have two adult children makes me feel even older than turning 40!!

The other big event to happen in September was another milestone – my youngest started school. For the first time in over 20 years I have no pre-school children. I was expecting to feel a bit sad about it but I actually feel really pleased that I have now moved on from the baby/pre-school stage.

 I’ve just started a new module with the OU. I decided to change my study path from history to the social sciences so it’s going to be interesting getting to know a whole new discipline but I’m really looking forward to getting stuck into it.