This is one of my most favourite family photos. That’s Rosie Beaucoup and the Beaucoup children exploring Whale Cove in 1981. My dad took the photo.
I turned in my studio keys yesterday; the curtain lowers on twenty-four years of sweat, laughter and tears. Bill Beaucoup is retiring in two weeks, and my sister is leaving her job to write full time. Endings are unavoidable – heck, we’ve been muddling through for several months now. But those inescapable transitions also provide the opportunity for new adventures. And ulcers, I suppose.
The other day I woke to a message from a friend. It read simply:
Quick. Write something on your blog. I need a laugh. We all need a laugh.
Obviously, I’m going to have to up my game.
2.0 and I have a huge project to tell you about – it’s not pornography so don’t get excited. (Jesus, it’s not a baby either.) And I’m planning to hang out here a little more, which I’m hoping will stop some of you from emailing me to ask for more goddamned posts. I HAVE THREE CATS TO LOOK AFTER.
So here’s to The Explorers – all of us with knots in our tummies and fresh starts on our minds! And here’s to four out of five Beaucoups being unemployed!
(Don’t worry: 2.0 will be in charge of buying all Beaucoup socks and underwear until we get ourselves sorted.)