We're learning a new song as we'll be accompanying a famous singer in one of her songs at a special gig next week. I won't be there for the gig as it's a Friday and I've missed too many of my usual Friday commitments, but it was fab to be at the rehearsal last night as there is a lovely moment where the ooohs turn into an ahhh. Maybe you had to be there.
Today's task is to see if I can turn my oohs into ahhs. I'm still both grumpy and upset about the unfairness of things. Whilst there is cause to celebrate that the working family tax credits are not going to be cut, which feels like a victory for people power, whilst one hand gives the other takes away, and cuts to public spending are going to hit hard. I can't get my head round how we can live in a nation that sees tampons as a luxury item and yet funds a new private jet for a prime minister (helicopters I gather don't have VAT on them as they are not deemed a luxury. I don't know if this also applies to private jets).
The funding for the work I do, which I know changes peoples lives, is ridiculously minimal and some days that rankles.
I went for a mood busting walk on the beach with some lovely peeps which did the trick - forgot that meant that I had the car at work (I never take it to my local job) and was part way (walking) home before I remembered...
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