Interview with John on This Morning. He talks about the new album, his MBE and charity work. The Xmas Eve story - I didn’t think I could love this man more - darling, lovely man with a huge heart http://youtu.be/j7dFNkpXZIE
Firstly, I would like to offer my sincere congratulations to John Barrowman on his MBE, a richly deserved honour.
Secondly, I’ve seen a couple of people, both on twitter and facebook, say things along the lines of “what’s he ever done to deserve that?!”
You mean, apart from 25 years in the entertainment industry as an acclaimed stage and TV actor, musician, presenter and author?
Apart from his work for numerous charities - Ty Hafan, CRY, Stonewall, Kaleidoscope Trust, Make a Difference, Dogs Trust, Downs Syndrome Scotland, Hearing Dogs for Deaf People?
Apart from his genuine, fun loving and down to earth nature, his constant accessibility and inspiration to his fans, and the integrity, openness and compassion with which he lives his life?
Apart from that, I have no idea…
I’m not sure I can adequately describe what these photos mean to me. I’ve been a huge fan of John for a long time - an amazingly talented man who’s forthright and confident approach to life inspires me daily.
Not only that, he really is a genuine, sweet and gracious man who truly appreciates and cares about his fans. I babbled like an idiot at him and he was so nice about it - he smiled at me and told me to relax and enjoy the moment - which I did!
He is also jaw-droppingly beautiful in the flesh and looks so much younger. And he smells really good ;-)
Bonus Scott sighting who was sitting waiting patiently for his husband to be done with the crazy fans :-)
I need to put in words somewhere what has happened in the last week.
My sister Sarah has suffered from depression for a few years. Lately, she seems to have been getting better, brighter. A few days ago she had a total mental breakdown. She’s having delusions, hallucinations, thinks her walls are screaming at her. She believes she’s had several past lives, that she died on the Titanic and then that she was an actress in New York.
She’s been putting herself in her favourite shows and films, thinking she’s the characters in them. Her cat is our nana who died several years ago.
So far, we’ve had very little help from the health service. She’s been referred to a psychiatrist but until that happens, we’ve been pretty much left to cope on our own with her. She’s been taken into hospital a couple of times this week, then sent home with diazepam.
The stress is really getting to us. I’m starting to feel ill, getting stomach pains. My mother, who is disabled and unwell herself, is about ready to crack up.
Being around Sarah at the minute is frightening and upsetting and I feel so guilty for feeling that way because I know she can’t help it, she’s not well. We’re really close usually and I can feel the sister I know and laugh with getting further away and I’m not dealing with that very well. Sometimes, there’s a flicker of herself so I know she’s still in there somewhere. We just have to hope she’ll get the right treatment soon.
i wanna be your best friend
He’s just so fucking fabulous
I fudging love you
I think we should Reblog John on Thursdays to lift our spirits because it’s almost Friday