When Macaroni was nearly one, she was out here on the road with Diamond and me, doing a big UK tour with Dad
I suffered a miscarriage on that tour. We were in Plymouth at the time, and seriously, we couldn’t have gotten better care.
I couldn’t rave enough to you about the kindness of the nurses at the hospital. They truly made a shitty, shitty experience gentler for us.
We were lucky enough to fall pregnant again almost immediately, and I will be forever grateful for that. I can’t imagine a world without Magoo in it. We know not everyone gets to have such a happy ending.
There’s is a baby garden here in Plymouth, where our peanut is. A beautiful, peaceful place, where babies that didn’t make it, are remembered.
I got to see it for the first time today, and it really is lovely. I’m so glad I finally went.
Anyway, this is NOT supposed to be sad and depressing. It’s meant to say thank you.
Not only is Plymouth one of the biggest shows we’re doing on this tour, with so many familiar faces and mad bastards. (last night’s show was fucking amazing!)
It’s also a place that will always be special to me.
And a piece of my heart will always be here.
Mwah, luv ya guts Plymouth x