When I was clearing moms things I found a photograph I hadn't seen for a long time, taken when she lived in London after she left the West Midlands to start a new life following her divorce…. In the picture she is almost unrecognizable to me, for she has her natural dark hair, as I'd always knew her as a child before she reinvented herself as a blonde…. She is sat on a train dressed up to the nines and so happy and alive. The picture made me smile and I am so glad to have found this treasure. (It is posted below). It was taken on a night me and some of my college friends took my mom to a notorious drag club in the West End of London, Leicester Square, Kinky Gerlinky. It really wasn't the kind of place you would take your mom, but she watched us many times make crazy costumes fancy dress and put on insane amounts of make up and set off on public transport to have fantastic adventures & nights out. That night we dressed her up, took her into town and waited to be picked from the crowd of those lucky enough to get in. Of course we did, we always did! Mom saw our world first hand , the drag queens and London's fashion pack, designers, models, club kids, all the fashion students, pop stars, BOY GEORGE! (she loved Boy George) she had the time of her life dancing next to a man who wore nothing but a belt and telling anyone who would listen about the crazy club we all went to for weeks on end…. That is how I want to remember my mom, smiling with a sparkle in her eye and full of fun, ready to try anything. Others may want to remember her happy playing netball at school or going out for a burger lunch at work, rather than than the frail little bird she became because of her illness, but to me my mom will always be a fun loving, dancing, non conformist who was my best friend and inspiration.