If words could make wishes come true?

Fine, I’m in a sort of ‘What if?’ mood tonight, so if thats not your thing, maybe you should pass on this one tonight? It probably is a ‘week of my 60th Birthday’ thing, so if anyone has anything cheery they would like for Thursday night, please let me know. Inspire me, and all that.

Yes, its probably because I’m looking back on my 60 years (less 3 days, at time of posting) and thinking I havent done much that I’m going to leave as a mark when I’m gone. I know, I’ve done more than many, I’ve written, I’ve acted, but nothing that I’m ever going to be remembered for 5 years down the road, let alone decades! And the highest level my sporting skills ever got me was into County Competitions when at school, so nothing notable there either.

I suppose its fair to say, as you might have gathered from the title of this blog, the one that probably annoys me the most is the acting one. Yes, if I’d had the chance to go to University, get involved in drama there, well who knows?  That was just a piece of fate I had no control over, the child with a single parent who had to go out to work as soon as she was old enough, and the rest was history. Yes, I have done amateur dramatics since then, but nothing in a long while now, and I think in terms of genuine roles, I’m probably done by now.

So yes, I’m sort of seeing Friday night as that final fling, the final farewell, or whatever you like to call it, even if its not strictly acting. Its just being dressed up, albeit for a very good cause, as a Flapper girl from the 20’s, which will be a lot of fun, but somehow I suspect I’ll be the only one putting much thought into the role, all the same. Might be a few others, but I suspect for most, its just a night out dressed up, helping a good cause.

No, I have no plans to go over the top in the role, but I’m sure I will put a bit of effort into it, just to satisfy myself, if nothing else. But yes, I plan to have fun at the same time. Who knows who will be there, though I doubt I will be whisked off to Broadway, Hollywood, or even the London theaters due to my work lol! Strictly, it may not even be it, but being honest, I cant see my body getting strong enough to do much again, or the opportunity being likely to arise unless I put a lot of effort in, and at my age, I’m probably past that point!

But yes, one big last performance, absolutely, just for me. As I say, I’m not saying there wont be more, but in all honesty, I have my doubts. So no, I’ll have to pass on that Oscar now, lol! 😛

Still, for one night, I can act out the life of a 20’s flapper, and not worry about anything else. Well, maybe the length of my dress, I suspect, but otherwise… lol?

OK, the video. Someone who died far, far too young, at the age of 30. I know, older than Harlow, but all the same, a talent lost way too early. The blog title, a line from this gorgeous song

Taken too young

This is one of those blogs that just needed to be written, and came about because of something I read earlier today.

On this weeks update at the EMCSA, is a story aptly called “In Memory”, and though I didnt write it, its still something special to me. Why, its from the Sara Castle memorial exhibition that I ran back in March, a year after her untimely death, at far too young an age. No, before you check, Castle was not her real surname. I know what it was, but again no, I’m not telling, even now.

I dont know why this one, rather than any of the others reposted set me off on memories, but thats all beside the point. It might well be because its the sort of story I know she would have loved, but thats just guessing? Anyway, just thought it was worth mentioning, and eulogising over.

But before anyone says I’m too focussed on that issue, lets turn to the music video tonight, and someone who was taken from us at an even younger age, just 30. I suspect many nowadays will just say “Who?” when the name Jim Croce is mentioned, hardly surprising, he died in an airplane crash nearly 40 years ago. Indeed, but for a DJ back then (and TV presenter now) named Noel Edmonds, I might do the same. Sadly, I only discovered him that way after he had already died. This isnt the only name that he helped me to find, the other most notable (and also taken too young) being Harry Chapin, but there were others.

This song though, seems rather apt as a testimony to all these people (and others) who were taken from us too young