Saint Derek Jarman's legacy

This evening several queer, quaint and quintessentially unalliterative people gathered at a picture house in Hackney to celebrate Derek Jarman.

We watched his film "The Garden".

Afterwards, the people who loved him talked to the people who knew him. The people who knew him talked to the people who met him. The people who met him talked to the people who had heard of him. The people who had heard of him talked to the people who had seen a clip of of his films.

And then, being Hackney - we all talked to each other.

There may be no such thing as Society but there sure as fuck is something called Community.

I know. I am there.