Hi welcome back, And if you’re not coming back and this is your first time here where have you been.
On my Facebook page recently I ran some facts about me. People seem to enjoy them. I gave them information about the early life I gave them information about things that I like, music that I enjoy listening to, and I thought it’s good to get to know People, rather than just being name on the screen or the odd picture, and even today with filters you never really see the real person. So, a few of you now have been following my blog for a time and I think it’s time to out for you to get to know me. So I’m going to do the same here. I am going to share with you facts about Me things that I want you to know things that perhaps now you may not need to know but I’m going to tell you anyway. So where do we start I suppose the beginning is the best place I was born in Cheltenham in Gloucestershire, but I was born to an unmarried mother who put me up for adoption. I was sent to an adoption home in London The Thomas Coram foundation. Now children that were placed in the Thomas Coram foundation were known as foundlings. Children who were there to be given a second chance. I was one of the lucky ones I was fostered and then eventually after 18 months I was adopted by the greatest family. Now I sit at home and I watch long lost families like a lot of People do, but you know what I am one of the lucky ones, I don’t have that feeling of being rejected I don’t have that feeling of not being wanted or being given up on. Far from it I just had feeling of being loved being chosen I know I couldn’t have asked for a better family, a more loving family and not just my parents and my brother but the whole family. Aunts Uncles, cousins and second cousins third cousins once removed (I’ve never understood that bit) I have never ever been treated any different and I wouldn’t change my upbringing for anything. I was brought up with stories by mum of being chosen, and one of the funny stories is that dad actually wanted a little girl and when they went back to the home it was feeding time and there was myself and the little girl who was up for adoption but she was a messy eater and my dad decided they would have the clean one. That story always brings a smile to my face. Another funny memory I have of the home is that we used to go back there for the summer fair and I can always remember I would not let go of their hands, either Mum or Dads because I thought they were taking me back, and I bet there were times when they wished they could have to be honest, but they never did.
School years well they came and went. I made some really good friends, some I’m still in touch with now through Facebook. school was OK I was never the brightest but I also held my own. I enjoyed playtimes, I enjoy the sport but most of all I enjoyed the music and the drama. So really it was no surprise that at the age of 15 I was playing in bands in pubs and clubs, places I shouldn’t have been playing in at that age, but I got the taste for music, live music. And that’s where I thought my future was going to be and with the backing of my parents I left school aiming to be a professional musician. The first few years went really well I played with some of the big bands at the time And I really thought I was going to make it. But my shoulders well, they had other ideas from about 16 my shoulders started to dislocate on a frequent basis. In just one year my left shoulder dislocated 16 times. each time it meant a new visit to the hospital more anaesthetic to put it back as something wasn’t right. eventually I had a pin put in. It didn’t last long, so then I had 2 pins, then 3 pins. They didn’t last long either. My drumming career came to a halt. I had to go and get a job. Now because I only ever wanted to be a musician I really didn’t have a back up plan so I tried some different things but for ages I never really found what I wanted to do. One job I did really enjoy was actually portering at Whipps Cross hospital. The same hospital that had constantly been pinning my shoulders back. I was there for some time, but again my shoulder started to dislocate and a decision was made that I needed a far more serious operation I’m going to have to have my left shoulder fused which meant I would have very limited movement it was a big decision but it was one that I really had no option, I could live within the disabilities or so I thought I’m in the right frame of mind I’ll just continue my life.
However I had the Op and after spending 8 months in a plaster cast I actually realised that I was more immobilised than I thought I was going to be, not only would I not be able to play the drums again but I wouldn’t be able to play golf with my Dad, and that was something that I enjoyed so much. Also, I have very little reach now and I can’t lift my arms above chest height and being small (Yep 5’’4”) well that’s not great. I left the hospital job as I was unable to lift so once again I found myself in No Mans Land not knowing what to do. A few more jobs came and went, but I still wanted to be a musician or an entertainer of some sorts.
Did I make it?
Pop back next week and I will let you know.
Have a great week.