Okay. I know it’s Christmas and Sir has got to have his family time. And I know the tour needs to be pushed. But!!
FUCKING HELL – I MISS HIM! I miss how Simple Minds Official was.
What’s happened? Why has he stepped away from it so much? I thought it was because of his Da – and that I (obviously) understood. But I’m starting to think it wasn’t so much about his Da at all.
It’s a sad indictment on me if I miss him this much, I guess. Considering I just lost my mum and I’m worried about bloody Jim flipping Kerr!
Shit… says a lot about me, doesn’t it?
It feels like both ends of that beautiful tie is gone.
Four years ago when I was in Oz, I felt like I had both mum AND Jim. My time with mum was precious and Jim made it more special.
And now… both feel gone 😔😔😔
Well… mum is absolutely gone. And I can’t shake this feeling while being here of “When are we going to see mum? It’s been great staying at Gwenda’s, but can we go and stay with mum now? Aren’t we going to visit her?”
There was an open coffin at the funeral. I saw her there… laying in state! My mind refuses to accept it. There is a void. I miss her. So much! But I have hardly shed a tear. There’s a detachment from not being here in the final days before she passed. And so I am missing her and can’t grieve properly. It’s kind of awful.
A strange limbo…
Jim is linked to my final memories of mum… and I miss him.
I just miss how SMO used to be. Not so much corporate whoring. A human touch. And Jim very much at the centre of it.
I miss you so much, Jim, because I miss my mum.
Anyway… we better get our tour tickets. Well, I have 11 now. That’s more than enough.