Wednesday, 23 November 2011

In Memory of Angie Dowds

Sometimes in life, things will happen which take us by surprise. When I awoke this morning to the news that Biggest Loser trainer Angie Dowds had committed suicide, I was lost for words.

To keep this brief, I just want to say that my thoughts are with her family and friends. She certainly came across as a passionate, and indeed successful, woman with her career, and only wish that there was a chance to turn back the clock. Rest in peace, Angie, you were a true inspiration.


Friday, 11 November 2011

ManFest 2011!

Having booked the tickets several months back, I'd been counting down to the 9th November, the very day when I'd get to see, for the first time, Jason Manford live. Some two and a half years ago, I fell in love with stand up comedy. Now I'm one of the most unfunny people you'll ever meet, but I know what I like from a comedian, and Jason Manford became an instant favourite. Years after adoring his work, I've finally had the chance to meet him!

Before the gig, I was lucky enough to be one of the first people in the queue in WHSmith to see him at his Brung Up Proper book signing (brilliant book - I bought four copies - you must read it!). Well, that was just sensational! An hour and a half after that, and I was seated comfortably in the Metro Radio Arena, the stage not too far away, Jason spotlighted and in his element.

The only comedians I'd seen live prior were Caroline Rhea and Costaki Economopoulos, but having watched Manford on TV for years, I knew pretty much how this was going to go. However, I'd just like to say that it's so much more exciting when you're in the room; the atmosphere is sensational! If you ever get a chance to see him live, to take up that offer!

ManFest 2011 was absolutely perfect; it couldn't have run more smoothly. Jason was a delight at his book signing, utterly hilariously at his gig, and an utter peach to be in the presence of! I'll certainly treasure that day forever.

Amy x

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

Derek Acorah's True Vision tour, Sunderland Empire, Sunderland UK

When one has waited an incredibly long time for something, they can often fear that it won't be as good as they'd perhaps hoped. This was certainly my concern as I clutched my front row ticket to see psychic medium Derek Acorah on his True Vision tour at the Sunderland Empire last night. Thankfully, I needn't have worried.

Having fallen in love with his work some seven years ago, at the age of twelve, I knew straight away that it was impossible for me to let his stop in Sunderland bypass me. The excitement had, of course, built up inside of me at a steady rate over the months that followed the booking of my ticket, however I hadn't prepared myself for the intense sensation of utter contentment that followed the moments after he first walked onto the stage. Bloody hell, I'm sat in front of Derek Acorah!, I thought. I couldn't have been more ecstatic.

The tour itself allowed Derek to interact with the audience, seeing Sam help him deliver messages from the spirits of audience members' loved ones who had come along to the demonstration. Never did you feel like Derek was lifting the thoughts from his own head; he was so descriptive with his words that you could quite easily visualise the spirits around him. One particular being in the atmosphere who stayed in my mind was a woman called Rose, who, I believe, had passed away at the age of 78. A heavy smoker and a little snooty, I actually felt like I'd known this lady myself in her physical body. Of course, this couldn't possibly so, but Derek never leaves the audience out when sharing information with specific audience members; we're all sucked into the emotional journey.

One could quite easily expect such an evening to be gloomy and depressing. On the contrary, Derek was full of life and hilarity. It's clear to see from his high energy that he's very excited to be on the stage, always embracing his gift and doing so very passionately too. Of course, I've never doubted Derek's abilities as a medium, however, if a skeptic were to see the show, they'd certainly be put in their place! Derek kept churning out information that was received to be correct; the believer does not need proof, but if they wanted such like, then Derek could certainly offer something of the sort.

I was fortunate enough to meet the delightful Derek after the show; I was the last in the queue and had a small wait, but it was certainly worth it, and so much more personal since it was only my friend and I left in the building (security and crew aside!). My five-minute conversation left me with much more information than I'd ever intended receiving from Mr Acorah. He said a few things that shocked me, delightfully, and a few that won't ever leave me. Over the foundations of his passion, he's layered knowledge, to create a combination that is nothing less than perfection. He's such a wonderful person, with an equally gorgeous soul. Whether you're already a supporter of Derek Acorah's work, or are just keen to see how a demonstration works, his True Vision tour is one not to be missed.

Amy x

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Saturday, 5 November 2011

Bonfire Epiphany!

I'm a very religious person. I'm not christened, but I'd consider myself to be Christian. However, I've also dabbled in Wicca, and only stopped practicing when the fear of going against the Lord's commands entered me.

Now this may all seem trivial, you may wonder why I am telling you this, but I actually had a small epiphany today! I've always been afraid of fire, once to the extent of pyrophobia, but I had no real reason for this. I'm fortunate enough to have never been involved in any fire-related incidents. Regardless, the somewhat irrational behaviour was always there.

Whilst gazing into the Bonfire this evening at a fireworks display, the glimmer of the moon, my power source, caught my attention from just above it. It was then, at that precise moment, that it hit me. I've witch blood running through me! None of my immediate family are Wiccan, nor were any of my traceable ancestors. However, I strongly believe that my deceased relatives from the 1600s were once witches.

This is the only logical explanation for my desires to go against Christianity and dabble in white magic. This also gives me a good cause, given the burning of said witches, for my hatred towards fire. I mourn for the death of those witches. Just because one is different does not mean they should be cast aside. They're my family, they didn't deserve hatred.

My beliefs will always lie within the Bible, with its allegories and morals, but in my heart there'll always be that sense of belonging in the world of Wicca. I cannot prove that any of this is the case, but I know it to be so.

Amy x