Sunday, 22 November 2009


I found this recently and was reminded.

I'm still not sure who I am more angry with.

My then husband for not making the effort to help find a babysitter so that I could also go to Wembley or Michael Hutchence for making it impossible for that decision ever to be rectified.

On the twelfth anniversary of his death, RIP Michael.


13messages said...

Twelve years now? Wow. He was a great one.

Helga Hansen said...

Blimey... I can't believe it's only 12 years... and what a sad waste!

Sorry you never got to see them live (neither did I, but not because I couldn't find a babysitter!! :D )

T said...


I love me some Michael...

Thank you for the lovely tribute.