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Isn’t today date nice to look at? I’m a nerd for numbers sometimes, so maybe it’s just me. Though for me the 24.04. is always nice to look at, because it’s my birthday. Of course a part of me wondered if mentioning this here could be seen as fishing for compliments (or rather well wishes I guess) and if I maybe should not mention it at all. Which is ridiculous, because it is a fact. It IS my birthday today. In the future for this blog I should more often remind myself of a Frank Turner lyric “I’m the one who’s got the microphone here”.

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My day started crazy fangirling at 3 AM (I did say crazy, didn’t I?) with watching a 30 minutes Q&A with Frank and Aaron David Roberts, who accompanied Frank, band and crew in 2022 for the “50 States in 50 Days” endeavour in the USA.

Reminder friends, tonight at 6pm PT we are debuting parts 1&2 (of 4!) of the 50 States in 50 Days tour documentary from 2022. It was a wild ride, and we captured all of it. I’m doing a live Q&A with @AlwaysArob beforehand – send us qs! And enjoy the doc!https://t.co/VGBmsAbUCX pic.twitter.com/q4oJmlNec9

— Frank Turner (@frankturner) April 23, 2024

After the Q&A the first of four episodes was aired as well (on Veeps), but I went back to bed. So, a bit sane after all. It was a good Q&A all in all, I saw many friendly faces – or rather names – I know, which is always lovely. A few days ago I left a question each for Frank and Aaron on an Instagram post that asked for question. Aaron, who sort of was the host, picked one of mine. 

“I’ve got one from dennasus”  (he pronounced it den-NA-sus stressing the middle part, whereas I’d always more stressed the first part DEN-na-sus, but I usually don’t often think about how to pronounce it, because it’s a written/read screen name most of all) “I’m going with that [way to pronounce it]” to which Frank then replied: “That’s Susanne. I know her”. Which was lovely to hear, as you can imagine. I mean, I know that he knows me and that he knows that I am dennasus online. I’ve been actively fangirling online and offline long enough now, so I shouldn’t be surprised. And I wasn’t really. But I was still delighted. What can I say?

When I got up after measly two more hours of sleep – and I hadn’t gotten that much sleep earlier in the night to begin with – for a moment I wasn’t sure if that delight really had been worth it. But yeah it was. Of course. As always.

Another proxy post to keep the few photos I shared from my vacation in Brighton in May 2024

Hello from lovely, albeit today a bit drizzly, Brighton. Time for a bit of an update.

Back in my cute little studio apartment for a nap / rest yesterday afternoon I was scrolling through the Brighton Pier website to figure out if I wanted to take my camera and tripod down there in the evening even in the drizzle. Under “What’s On?” I found an interesting event happening at Horatio’s Bar on the pier: “A talk with actress Imelda Staunton”, which I knew from some of her iconic roles like Prof. Umbridge in Harry Potter. I dithered a bit, because did I really want to go out again? Turns out, yes and man, am I glad that I did.

The talk with Imelda on her own was super interesting and she was very down-to-earth and fun to listen to. Early on she mentioned that she met her husband when she was working with him on a theatre production – so a fellow actor, though I had no idea whom. Silly me! She also mentioned that he was in the room. Later on the chat turned to Downton Abbey, where Imelda starred in the first two movies. Suddenly the host said, “Let’s just bring on your husband as well, shall we?” and that obviously was planned from the start, but like I said, I had no idea! Hello, Mr. Carson! (aka Jim Carter, aka Imelda’s husband for 41 years!)

OMFG! Seriously, how did I not know this? Easily answered, because even though I liked Downton Abbey well enough, I wasn’t a fan as such and I’m not really up-to-date with the who’s who of showbiz people in general. But what can I say? Jim Carter also was so much fun to listen to. A born storyteller, very funny, very quick-witted. He coined the term I used for the title of this post and once he realized how much laughter it caused, he used it quite a bit. It also was very lovely to see how much they cared for one another, but also how in sync they were sometimes, which is no wonder after four decades of marriage. And how they still managed to make each other laugh, which is so important. Imelda said at some point “I heard him tell that story so many times over the years and it still cracks me up.” Which I thought was so sweet.

My personal tiny highlight: At one point the chat turned to awards in general and the Olivier Awards: “They are coming up soon? Next week or so?” the host said. I of course had to intervene and shout “on Sunday” from my seat in the 2nd row. “Sunday! Are you going?” the host asked of Imelda and Jim. “No”, was their reply. Imelda then looked in my direction and asked “Are YOU going?” Hahahaha. I wish! Because Operation Mincemeat is nominated a couple of times and they are the only reason I know about it.

All in all, I had such a great time and I’m so glad that I a) found out about it in enough time to go and b) actually went.

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The other lovely activity happened in the late morning: I visited the “One Week In Brighton” exhibition at the Brighton Museum, which was all about how ABBA had won the Eurovision song contest in Brighton in 1974 which catapulted them into the stratosphere of pop royalty. Or something like that.

While I was walking through the exhibition and learned all the tiny interesting / nerdy facts about that event, I thought how strange it was, that there had been a time when ABBA hadn’t been the household name they were and still are. I was born in 1975 and I never knew a world without ABBA. Which is true for a lot of other things that have happened before I was born, but this somehow just illustrated it once again.