Quite ironic writing this, given the other blog today was about Earth Day, and all the matters relating to helping to protect the planet, and then I do this one about a car journey yesterday. But fine, there is a special reason, even if I didnt make the journey then.
Yesterday, the other 2 from here went out for a while on a trip. Ella asked Eric where he wanted to go, and his answer initially was the coast, and then he added, Blackpool. To say both of us were surprised by his choice was putting it mildly. I mean, after all, the last time he was there, was collecting me from hospital at the end of my stay there after my seizures, and yes, he was on the tram with me when they happened. I suppose there is an assumption that he wanted to put it behind him, but who knows?
Put it this way, I do want to, at some point, go back to Blackpool, and ride the trams myself. Hell, I’m still hoping I can get back to work at the Winter Gardens at some point, though in truth, until I see the neurologist, I have no idea how practical that aim will be. My mobility was questionable at times before this, and as for now…? But yes, until I’m told otherwise, its still a target. But do it, yesterday, no way.
The other reason why I wouldnt have wanted to do it yesterday is the simple one, the matter of timing. A sunny, Easter Sunday, at one of the more popular holiday resorts in the country, for a very much disabled lady, I dont think so. I’m hoping, all things permitting, that maybe this autumn I can get there, (have 3 nights credit from last month, generously from guest house), see the illuminations, and ride the tram for the full length. Practical? Who knows, but it gives me a target at least at present. No, I’m not seriously committing to anything before I get the views of the neurologist, but hopefully I can still do something with my life at least.
Retirement on medical grounds sounds quite likely, but a quiet, church mouse type retirement, I hope not! Though I do accept acting roles might be beyond my realm, all the same. But to never see Blackpool again, I really hope not!
OK, video time. I must admit this song title always amused me, from a group I enjoy the music of. Funnily enough, despite the title, its nothing to do with Jean Harlow. But its about dreams, and how things dont always work out as planned. Thankfully I dont have any parents left to worry about! Prelude are great, please give it a listen, just for this old lady’s sake, OK?