Sunday night tram…

Sundaynighttram.Whatyouneed

Hello and welcome to another rambling and it’s Friyay! and another long weekend is upon us after the winter months we’re getting the sun and some long weekends (only off if you work 9-5 that is!!) Good luck to all the nighttime economy workers out there on this socialist bank holiday.

Following on from last week’s slump and in that way the world/karma/supreme being sometimes looks kindly upon you and gives you just what you need, the thing that picked me up was a chance encounter on a Sunday night on a tram.

Little background on this I found myself in the ‘burbs on a Sunday evening which was lovely and heading back into town, waiting for the tram heading home we encountered 4 girls heading to this beautiful city of Manchester.

I’m really not sure whether they were going out, had been out, still out from Saturday, just being or a combo of all of them but they were having all the fun. Cocktails in a can from Tesco’s and they were enjoying them, we had a brief interaction and then they got down to chatting with such an energy it warmed the very depths of my soul, starting the journey out of my recent funk. There’s was a mix of sass, coolness, queerness and being, that was amazing and really cheered us all, the energy from these girls was amazing so thank you for sharing it !

Slight flashback memories of the coolest Sainsbury worker who served 2 old people (who hadn’t bought cigs in ages therefore still called them Marlboro Lights) last year and navigated that experience with such a beauty of soul that touched some forgotten depths of a jaded older person…

The nostalgic crew always lament this generation for its worth, but when I see these people and how they are and what they do, I think they are great, and I would be willing to die for these people, these are the future. I want to celebrate these and all people like them, so I’ll push a bit of karmic goodness back out into the world on their behalf.

Have all the fun you people !!!

Now for a picture, what to choose?? I thought I’d delve a little deeper into the archive with this one from who know when and who knows where, the fantastic archiving notes that my archive is known for strikes again. Will update when and where if it comes back to me !!

A dancer carries an angle grinder and shoots sparks from a metal breastplate in a northern clubscene from the 1990’s

Image needs an energy, good times and love that represents the words (possibly what these people form and were like?)

Ciao Bella.