Thinking today of my friend Peter Cross who died (last) Thursday in Sydney. Peter was also Executive Producer on a couple of my films, so I've lost a friend and someone who helped make my dreams come true. He had been suffering from multiple iterations of cancer for years.
He knew it was terminal, and before I left for my trip to the States I went to say goodbye. It was difficult to see him sitting so frail and in so much pain, and to face that finality, "This is probably the last time I'll see you..." I'm especially now thinking of his partner, our dear friend Richard, who looked after him so lovingly.
Tonight, I'm going dancing with my friend Margret. She inspired the story for Violet Tendencies, and played the fag hag in the opening scene. Last year, Margret lost her boy Gavin to SIDS on Christmas Day. I will never forget to think of her each Christmas, as I know what a heartbreaking day that will always remain for her family. Margret made me promise that when I was next in New York I'd take her dancing. Tonight, we're going out and celebrating life. I'll take a twirl for Peter while we're at it.
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