And I don’t care. I had a glass of wine while I was cooking dinner, which was lovely. Butter chicken curry, chosen by Peanut, a really flavoursome, tasty meal.
After dinner, no gadgets at the table, I got up and texted Aged Parents and asked if they were up. They replied, “Just barely”. I got the iPad, went to open it up to FaceTime and in the middle of the screen was a news alert saying David Bowie had passed away.
I’m now finishing the bottle of wine, because I’m broken. Broken like I was when Freddie Mercury passed away. A true musical genius, absolute sponge to ideas, genres, producers – David Bowie changed the world. Genius is often bandied around, too often and not always accurately, but David Bowie was a genius.
I’m struggling for words here, so will close. But I want to leave you with something I don’t know many of you will have seen. An episode of Car Pool, (by another of my favorite humans, Robert Llewellyn, most commonly know as Kryten from Red Dwarf. Robert is a staunch green campaigner, and his gentle education around electric cars made me want to buy one. His Fully Charged episode where he picks up his Telsa is quite lovely, he’s as excited as a little boy).
I’m off to watch Labyrinth, on repeat. Which is where I fell in love with him, when I was eleven years old. Thirty years he’s been a hero of mine. Thirty years. David Bowie’s musical career spans fifty years, with his last album released a few short days ago – only seven songs long, it’s beautiful.