Saturday night saw myself and my good friend Debz, headed off to catch the very funny comedian Danny Bhoy at the Gulbenkian Theatre in Canterbury. Having seen some of his stuff on the various stand up shows, Netflix was host to his gig in Canada. It had been a while since I had laughed so much. A chance look at the Gulbenkian listings for something else enabled us to discover that Danny Bhoy was on tour and at the Gulbenkian. Thing is though with just a few weeks till the gig, we never thought we would have a chance of tickets. How wrong we were, two seats acquired and a little over 2 hours of hilarious comedy in part not just to Danny Bhoy but to the audience members who added their witty comments added to the whole evening. Canterbury could not have brought to the gig, a wide range of audience members.
When it came to asking questions, someone asked if he would visit Sandwich, he thought we were having him on, then we added that next door to Sandwich was a place called Ham, safe to say but he really thought we were having a laugh… I say we because there was once couple that sat through it, barely breaking a smile. Very odd, because the rest of the audience were happily laughing. Surely you don’t just go to a gig without checking who you are going to see, surely you go on the basis that you are going because you like the act in question. Of course it is possible to find it not funny as we all have different humour levels, but when there appears only to be two people not laughing at anything in two hours, something really can’t be right.
Dreamland amusement park opened its doors again after what was a long hard battle by local people to get it back up and running. Years of hard work campaigning CPO and a legal battle finally paid off as the doors opened on 19th June. Not many people might have expected it or believed it would happen, but here we were seeing it open once again. Sadly not everything was open and some of it out of the organisation’s hands. Teething troubles are to be had, of course you are going to get people who are unhappy, It’s normal and human nature. Hopefully though as the issues get ironed out, all will be good and Dreamland will help to bring some positivity to Margate, a town that has in the last few years been in the news for all the wrong reasons.
Another long weekend came and went and another busy one at that. With the final day of the season shenanigans the weekend before, the weekend just gone took a musical turn. Saturday night was the one-off reunion gig of the magnificent band Film Club. Playing down at the Belgian Cafe, it was very much a packed out house for the evening. Food and drink were very much in the flow along with the music and the conversation. After a two hour gig (possibly a bit less or a bit more I don’t know I was enjoying myself), the music didn’t stop there. Young Mister Wimhurst continued supplying the entertainment till well into the early hours with some fine piano playing and singing. Given the fact I had to gee myself up to go, my lovely friend Debz ensured that I would have no option, I didn’t actually leave till 2.50 am. Home by 3.30 am…not a time that I’ve come home to for quite a while.
Quite glad I did go to be honest. The amount of friends that were there who I hadn”t seen for ages, made it very much worth while. It was something to akin to being the host of a party where you are trying your best to make sure you get to chat with everyone that you know. Then of course just when you think you have managed to see everyone you know, up steps another old friend who I havent seen for some five to ten years. It was a shame that circumstances meant a departure otherwise we could have chatted for ages.
A chilled Sunday loomed, well to be honest with a little bit of a sore head, it was always going to be a quiet one. Doing as little as possible was very much the order of the day. So much so, three days later and I still cant remember what I did, bar watching dvds and playing on the PS3.
Monday was dentist check up day. Everyone’s least favourite thing to do. I booked the day off. My dentist surgery do seem keen on giving me the most awkward appointment times which combined with unhelpful timing of public transport from Canterbury to Margate, made me decide to take the day off. Pretty awesome. WWE Network was order of the morning and the Elimination Chamber PPV, was actually quite reasonable. I wont share any results incase WWE viewers who read this blog, have yet to watch it. Safe to say that the Dean Ambrose character has elements of Stone Cold Steve Austin, but I can see Dean Ambrose going one step further. I very much look forward to see where they take him. Now I’ve said this, the WWE creative writing teams will probably manage to screw it up as they are prone to do.
Anyway back to the dentist, a trip to Margate on the good old Loop bus service. I swear that this bus service will provide the weird and questionably wonderful from the population of Thanet. I had to four bus journeys. First off I end up with this late teens early twenty year old girl sitting next to me. She could have sat anywhere, but no she chose the seat next to me. Nothing wrong with that I hear you say, and yes you would be right. Just for extra special measure, she happens to be wearing the same perfume/spray, that an ex girlfriend of mine used to wear and a lot. From Westwood Cross all the way to Cecil Square, I had this unwanted reminder of times rather forgotten.
The dentist itself was fantastic…..yes that’s right the words fantastic and dentist in the same line. It only cost me 80p. The standard charge is £18.80, but for reasons unknown there was £18.00 on my account, An overpayment from what I can gather. Dont know how but hey its nothing to be sniffed at and I came away without any issues.
Post dentist, I thought I would pay a visit to my sister to catch up with my delightful niece and nephew. I opted to go the Cliftonville route. I certainly made the wrong choice there. All because I decided at the last minute to grab food. I thought I’d take time and eat in on the longer journey. To be honest it never really mattered because I was going to Broadstairs and could have easily gone via the Ramsgate route. Too late now as Im sitting on the bus. An old guy gets on and promptly decides to announce to the driver that he has a weak bladder and that he had wet himself in Wilkinsons the day before. He had to tell them what had happened in case they thought it might be a leak… I dont know about you, but I can certainly tell the difference between a leak and someone having wet themselves. For good measure he sat in front of me. thank goodness….or so I thought. He then starts reading the paper and telling the bus that Arsenal won. The overwhelming response was that either no one cared or they were waiting for the awkward moment when the bloke says that he’s wetting himself. Thankfully I managed to escape before he did, so avoided any possible carnage.
Of course though the fun factor was back on, It was niece and nephew time, They are such great fun and full of energy. The creativity they have in making things up on the spot and as they go along is great to watch. They are great fun to be around and so glad that I get to capture some of these awesome moments on my iphone*. I look forward to taking them on days out although at the moment I think one at a time is best.
So that’s that for another day and hopefully not too long before the next blog post is written. Before I forget. whilst you may not get to see Film Club perform a gig for another few years, you may often see Mr Wimhurst at the Belgian Cafe piano on a night out playing the piano and enjoying a sing song. Till the next time
*Other phones are available 🙂
A friend of mine and no doubt a friend of yours, Nadine Lamberton has found herself battling a rare form of cancer called Myeloa. Young Nadine spent has spent the last few weeks in the Royal Free Hospital in London. This tough battle has seen her take another step in the fight in the form of Stem Cell treatment. The stay in hospital has meant not only spending her 30th birthday in hospital, but she has been away from her six month old boy and her husband. Nadine has gone through her treatment which has been far from pleasant, but she has battled through even though it hasnt been easy and has managed to maintain her smile amongst the low times.
With Nadine unable to work and the cost of travelling to and from London, her hubby Brian set up a gofundme campaign and within one single month a massive total of £3,670 has been raised by various friends and family. It goes to show how great people are and coming together to support a friend and family member.
Now though with Nadine having had her hair shaved following the loss through treatment, the fundraising goes on. There is now a Going Bald for Nadine Lamberton campaign. In the few days since starting, the balance is already upto £210 and will no doubt continue to increase. This leads to an event taking place on 22nd April at Snips Barbers. For a donation of £5, you can have your hair shaved off. If you are unable to have all your hair shaved, you can have a grade 1 or 2. You can freely donate any amount if you dont wish to have your hair shaved.
Should you wish to donate to the Go Bald For Nadine Lamberton, you can donate here http://www.gofundme.com/qtd7f
Should you wish to donate to the Help Nadine Lamberton beat Cancer, you can donate here http://www.gofundme.com/helpnads
It doesnt have to be a great amount, it all helps to go a long way. Lets help Nadine bounce back and some time to enjoy herself again.
The event takes place at Snips Barbers, 58 Station Road Westgate on Sea. Tel 07905 798431
More great reading to look forward to from the creative mind of David Grimstone.
As we approach towards the end of 2014, I can honestly say that it will be one that I wont be looking back with too much enthusiasm. From what started off in late last December and progressed all the way through, my battle with depression has been a long arduous one which has been dotted with many ups and downs. Whilst I have made many new friends, I have lost some for one reason or another, but also more importantly the support of long time friends whose friendship has never wavered during the year. Many friends who took time to message privately and offer great support. Friends I don’t often get to speak to much, being there with support.
Suffering with the Big Black Dog was not something I ever thought about. Even when I was feeling tired and lacking of energy, I just put it down to being busy and rushing around. It was only when I read a blog post from a good friend, that I realised that maybe it was more than just being tired from being busy and rushing around as he described a lot of things that I had been going through. I had lost interest in my blog and my story. I had lost interest in watching football. Then came the split which I think compounded things even more.
I felt alone and worthless. Getting up seemed like a chore. I pushed myself to go to work and didn’t anyone at all to start with. I felt ashamed to be honest, like no one would believe me. I wasnt attention seeking either. I’m never one for trying to attract attention at the best of times, let alone use mental health like that.
February came and I got the diagnosis from the doctor. I had hoped that it wouldn’t be depression, but instead just tiredness or something. It was and I wasnt getting away from it. I would often find myself thinking – but why? I surely don’t have anything to be depressed about. It doesn’t work like that as many people who have been through it will tell you.
I got back with my ex in March. Having resolved issues with people interfering, we tried again. It seemed to be going ok. I also started opening up about my situation and I found that I was not alone. I had a lot of support from friends and family. I did go downhill a bit and saw my anti depressant increased. The relationship was short lived but after initial despondency, I picked up a little. Friends continued to be supportive and then out of nowhere I seemed to take a backwards step. Couldn’t quite grasp why, but it was difficult. I kept things to myself again and hoped that things would pick up. Then I was unwell with another medical issue which made things worse.
I had returned to my doctor and he opted to refer me. That happened and it was decided CBT would be the way forward. Anything to help would have been welcome and so it was just a matter of waiting. I received a phone call and a place was available for six sessions of lectures as it were covering different things.
Something that has also made a difference, is living in a house with great people and a fab little westie. I have the pleasure of being able to take her out for a walk. It is always fun and never the same walk as she likes to change direction.
I know look towards 2015 and all that it brings and I thank everyone who has been there in one way or another however big or small the contribution.
This is the last post before Christmas, but as I will return afterwards. Thank you for reading and thank you for the support.
Recently I had a blog that I had written regarding my depression along with my thoughts an observations regarding the mental health issues. Well the other day I was chatting to an old friend and the blog was brought up. She said that she has read it and it helped her to get an understanding of what was going through her partners mind.
What had initially started as something to help get my focus back and help others.had been read by various people, who had also been supportive. Some people had thought it was a bit personal to share on the Internet, but it wasn’t just about me it would be about various aspects and mindsets.
Anyway my old friend, who will remain anonymous out of respect, had said it helped her to understand. Whilst it would normally be something to celebrate, in this case it was not. Knowing someone else is suffering with depression or mental health issues, is never nice and never something you would wish upon someone. How I did feel though was a sense of positivity in that A few words and thoughts about my situation has enabled someone to be able to understand what their partner is going through.
If by helping one other person, that person can be there for their partner/family member and get a better understanding, then that is one person dealing with mental health, who has a greater ability to help someone else. It only takes one person to start a journey but many can finish it.