Thursday, 25 August 2022

The long dark tea-time of the soul.

Wednesday. 
First off, Both Kev and I are sad and shocked to learn that another of our Whitby Goth Weekend friends Monty has passed away. The last time we saw him was the last time we met up with Trish in York, which was 2019. He was always lovely to us, and my fondest memory of him was in his leather skirt,  veil and holding his fan on the dance floor at The Resolution. His look was iconic, and unique. I suppose we are reaching the age when we will start to lose friends, and Monty did have health issues, but it is still a shock. 
In other news we both had a rest day, Kev did have to fetch my not fit note ( hopefully my final one) but apart from that, a quiet day. 


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