Just a quick introduction for June, as I’ve had a busy month that I’ve not had time to sit down and complete the post.
I’ve spent the majority of the month struggling to write my Dry January post which I wanted to get out before this one.
Anygays, here is the June ‘Today is all about’ post.
Monthly Highlights
Me, Myself & I
Again, why bother?
After looking at a few things in my life and asking “Why bother?”, now it is time to turn my attention to my website and ask the question
Talking Points
I’m not going mad!
This is a story that I shared on my socials, but I am still not over it!
Around May, I noticed I couldn’t find a pair of trousers. I searched high and low for them. I quadrupled checked and they weren’t in my wardrobe…or house!
At the beginning of June, the trousers re-appeared in my wardrobe. Along with a jumper that I didn’t know was missing.
And I know those items weren’t in the wardrobe the day before!
Having these items just suddenly reappear as if nothing has happened makes me feel like I am going mad, and the husby isn’t helping. I honestly think he is gaslighting me now! ????
Firstly, when I first spoke to the husby about the missing trousers, he tried to blame me for not searching properly. “Have you just done a Mike search?”
So we both searched the wardrobe together and the clothes were nowhere to be found.
I was rather smug to prove him wrong.
However, by coincidence, the present-day husby has no recollection of this incident happening!
Secondly, a few days before finding the missing clothes, the husby was told off for just dumping clean clothes into an organised wardrobe. He was going to put my clean jumper next to my once-worn clothes.
Prior to explaining that the jeans were back, I reminded him of the incident and he confirmed that he only saw a white jumper in the once-worn pile. He acknowledged that is what he saw.
When I explained that I found the trousers and another jumper in that section, he backtracked and said he couldn’t remember what clothes were in the once-worn section!
I want to think by the way he was reacting, that he was the culprit and it playing a massive prank on me. But, truth be told, I just know he hasn’t got it in him!
But I do feel like he is playing with my mind when he says “I can’t remember”, and is just being an all-round douchebag!
I’m definitely not ready to be joining the husby on the “losing your marbles” train!
Salford Pride
June also provides us with Salford Pride’s Pink Picnic, which is most likely the highlight event in my Pride calendar. Granted, I haven’t been getting to many pride events.
There is something about this free family-friendly event that does it for me. As I have said previously, this feels more like a community event and less like a commercial moneymaker!
It does help that the weather was glorious, meaning that the park was full of gays, theys and families!
This year saw a massive layout restructure, with a small expansion to the park space.
This improvement meant that the stage was placed in a position which felt more viewable to everyone, instead of a specific area. Plus the theme park was given its designated space, providing the option of bars, stores and stands in multiple places and not just specific sections.
One of the biggest gripes last year was gaining access to the park. It took over an hour to gain access, but it is safe to say that they listened, apart from the security check, I got into the park space quite quickly.
There is one thing that I never learn from though. Each year, I bring a seat with me, but I never actually sit on it. Next year, I won’t bother. I say that, but I will probably still bring it…in case someone else wants to use it!
While everyone was enjoying themselves in the space, this didn’t stop the dickheads causing problems from outside!
A small number of eejits thought they were smart and clever by throwing eggs at people in the park. Shame they weren’t smart enough to get an education…or a job!
The security was on to it quite quickly and the egg-throwing stopped (could only afford half a dozen eggs?), but they didn’t vacant from the space.
It did mean that when it was time to leave, I thought it would be best to change the route so I didn’t cross paths with them.
Nobody should have to do that!
Anygays Happy Pride peeps!
‘Today is all about…’ photos
