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A Funkalicious 50th

Forgive me readers for I have sinned, it’s been two weeks since my last post…
But I can be forgiven as I was busy organising a funkalicious 50th celebration from which I have just recovered. In a nutshell, it was the best party I have ever been to. My favourite DJ Peter Urlich laying down his funk beats in the basement and over 100 afro wig-wearing friends weaved in and out of various rooms of the house. Mr Toots appeared direct from 1974 (a character my friend Steve created 20 years ago for my Playboy mansion themed 30th, which he resurrected for one night only) and my 86 year old Dad was seen dancing as late as 11pm wine glass in hand – I hope this attitude is in our genes. My dear friend Mads arrived from Brisbane which was lucky as I had an attack of preparty nerves at 7pm which she swiftly doused with two stiff vodkas. After that I settled in and enjoyed. What was lovely for me was seeing a real array of friends that I have collected over the years. I don’t see all of them frequently but it really was a great cross section of people I have shared some special times with – I felt blessed.

Here is the ending of my speech I made to my family and friends:

Thank you for letting me be me and liking me the way I am. My mother before she died used to take me aside for regular self esteem checks. (Clearly they worked.) She said to me “you are a survivor, but people might not pick how sincere you are, and be careful not to accidentally trod on people”. Sorry if I’ve trodden on your toes by mistake. Yes I have survived 50 years, and I am sincerely grateful for you celebrating this with me. Here’s to celebrating milestones, to family and friends, to living the life the way we have been meaning to.

Luke and I, he looked scary as a 70's blonde

Luke and I, he looked scary as a 70’s blonde

Me and various members of my family

Me and various members of my family

Me and Mr Toots

Me and Mr Toots

fave dj Peter Urlich and moi

Fave dj Peter Urlich and moi

Me in the sunglasses as Foxy Cleopatra and Mads as scary 70's funkadelic mama

Me in the sunglasses as Foxy Cleopatra and Mads as scary 70’s funkadelic mama

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5 Responses to “A Funkalicious 50th”

  1. Mads
    May 17, 2013 at 11:57 pm #

    Mr Toots- Australia is calling!!
    Great job & great fro girlfriend! .., a master class on turning 50
    Missed hearing ‘the Parliment’ thou?!

  2. May 18, 2013 at 10:34 am #

    Holy Moly….thanks for helping me keep my pants on…I can vouch for your mothers insight, you were indeed made a very sincere effort ratting through your sewing box as Foxy Cleopatra to find that very handy safety pin, that undoubtedly, was integral in the success of my night at your party! xx

  3. Christine Cornick
    May 18, 2013 at 11:25 am #

    Oh I’m so sad I missed it! Looks like a riot. You look brilliant! And Mads, and Luke, and Steve, and and and!

    Can’t we have the full speech? I wish I’d met your Mum. She has a lot to answer for – most of it good 😉

    You’re a treasured friend Sandy – keep celebrating your life and living it to the full. Can’t wait for our next adventure. Cxxx

  4. Steve
    August 1, 2013 at 8:43 am #

    I just googled “Mr Toots” not expecting to find anything and .. Found him. As a pimply teenager I used to watch Steve do Mr Toots (and a number of other vile characters) on Max TV’s Box Dog. Holy crap. It’s good to see he’s still rockin’ it.

    • sandy
      August 1, 2013 at 9:26 pm #

      haha yes I am proud to day that Mr Toots was created to make me laugh at my 30th 20 years ago at me Club Playboy-a-go-go 30th and then got this cult following. It seemed appropriate to invite him back 20 years later, and he was fabulous as ever!