The View from the Hill on Saturday 20th February
So there was this really skinny girl called Amy and she is very good at sliding on a tea tray down a mountain reaching speeds of 128kph...so good that she wins a gold medal.
The fact that she has an aerodynamic face must have helped a little but well done, the first individual gold for 30years - no doubt Dame Amy Williams will have just bumped Dame Rebecca Addlington from all the covers of the magazines. Ms Addlington got a pool named after her, Ms Williams will have the home ware aisle of John Lewis named in her honour, a series of tea trays with her picture on cannot be far away.
I have not been watching much of the Winter Olympics, caught a little of the Women's Downhill and got caught up in the excitement for five minutes, but nobody crashed so I turned it off.
Although I am not as aerodynamic as Ms Williams, I did enjoy skiing and have glided majestically down mountains in Bulgaria and Italy. I was fond of a slower decent, reaching speeds nearer 1.28kph than 128, but I liked to stop and look at the view.
In Italy, we had the great fortune to stay in a hotel right at the end of the ski slopes, unfortunately just past the end of the slopes was a thirty foot drop into a car park and one of our party did over shoot on one occasion. They set a new British record for the Ski Jump.
Mrs B wasn't a great fan of skiing, but she did become a fan of âpres ski as well as pre ski and whilst I was skiing she would sit in the sun with cake and hot chocolate.
Our trip to Bulgaria was great fun, this is where we discovered red wine, at 80p a bottle. The waiters were so desperate for English money they used to bargain on exchange rates and then slip you the cash under a napkin - it was very cloak and dagger.
The food in Bulgaria was horrendous and there used to be an almighty rush to get to the salad bar to fill up before the oily fish soup or the dry horse meat schnitzel arrived. Being English we queued with refinement, the Germans rushed up the steps every night and pushed their way through - this got annoying until one night a particularly arrogant German Frau slipped, cracked her head on the steps and just sort of lay there bleeding and moaning. We just stepped round her and got our salad.
It was in Bulgaria that I had a bend named after me, a quite dodgy little bend where you had to duck under a tree, drop down a dip and turn smartly to your left - I fell every time until the last time I tried and succeeded. I went home very proud and a little bruised. A true example of British Bulldog spirit!
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On this day in 1951 Gordon Brown was born. Happy birthday Mr Brown. Be careful blowing out the candles on your cake, I can see it now, Peter Mandelson stood behind you, giving you a little shove as you lean in to blow and the next thing we have the headlines 'PM killed in tragic cake incident'.
The PM has chosen his birthday to launch 'Operation Fightback' - which includes standing up the for the many not the few. Well if you want to serve the many not the few why not listen to public opinion which seems to be against you and bugger off back to Scotland?
And that's a fact!
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Friday, 19 February 2010
The View from the Hill on Friday 19th February
It's all a bit rushed today...just back form having my ears lowered and now dashing this off before heading out again, work, work, work!
I think I made my position clear about Eastenders, well done for 25 years but I'm not going to watch the live episode. There is only one good reason to watch any live TV and that is to see who cocks up and my money is on Ian Beale shouting bollocks as he forgets where he is supposed to be - is it the cafe or is it the Vic!?!?
Spent some time last evening with the Junior Partner recording Ep 12 of You Might Regret It - and this time you certainly will. There is only so much bad taste you should be allowed in a 50 minute programme and we probably went over our allowance by, well by about 50 minutes.
We also started our next project which I am very excited about, character based work called Bryn Does Business.
I will play a Welsh business reporter interviewing various entrepreneurs who have set up terrible yet profitable business ventures. Nothing original, basically we are trying to steal the best part of Down The Line, Gavin and Stacy and Newsnight.
We recorded two episodes but we need to do them again, so watch this space for Bryn Does Business!
Checks clock - crikey, need to shower and get changed and make a phone call and then bugger off to Nottingham.
Sad to hear of the death of Kathryn Grayson at 88 - well not sad that she got to 88, but it just reminds me, as a great lover of the Hollywood musical, that there are not many of the stars left. We saw her long time co-star Howard Keel in concert a couple of times and he was, like Ms Grayson, the possessor of a fine strong voice. I shall be downloading Make Believe from Showboat for my ipod.
Really must go but first....
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On this day in 1942, President Roosevelt signed the order which allowed the segregation and interment of Japanese Americans - a disgrace. I suggest you read George Takei's autobiography (To The Stars) where he talks about the whole thing, very moving.
What seems worse is that they didn't repeal the law until 1976. That's why America is a superpower I suppose.
And that's a fact!
It's all a bit rushed today...just back form having my ears lowered and now dashing this off before heading out again, work, work, work!
I think I made my position clear about Eastenders, well done for 25 years but I'm not going to watch the live episode. There is only one good reason to watch any live TV and that is to see who cocks up and my money is on Ian Beale shouting bollocks as he forgets where he is supposed to be - is it the cafe or is it the Vic!?!?
Spent some time last evening with the Junior Partner recording Ep 12 of You Might Regret It - and this time you certainly will. There is only so much bad taste you should be allowed in a 50 minute programme and we probably went over our allowance by, well by about 50 minutes.
We also started our next project which I am very excited about, character based work called Bryn Does Business.
I will play a Welsh business reporter interviewing various entrepreneurs who have set up terrible yet profitable business ventures. Nothing original, basically we are trying to steal the best part of Down The Line, Gavin and Stacy and Newsnight.
We recorded two episodes but we need to do them again, so watch this space for Bryn Does Business!
Checks clock - crikey, need to shower and get changed and make a phone call and then bugger off to Nottingham.
Sad to hear of the death of Kathryn Grayson at 88 - well not sad that she got to 88, but it just reminds me, as a great lover of the Hollywood musical, that there are not many of the stars left. We saw her long time co-star Howard Keel in concert a couple of times and he was, like Ms Grayson, the possessor of a fine strong voice. I shall be downloading Make Believe from Showboat for my ipod.
Really must go but first....
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On this day in 1942, President Roosevelt signed the order which allowed the segregation and interment of Japanese Americans - a disgrace. I suggest you read George Takei's autobiography (To The Stars) where he talks about the whole thing, very moving.
What seems worse is that they didn't repeal the law until 1976. That's why America is a superpower I suppose.
And that's a fact!
Thursday, 18 February 2010
The View from the Hill on Thursday 18th February
Serious mode this morning...honest.
How can it be in the public interest to keep an old man like Ray Gosling locked up - his self confessed mercy killing obviously ruffled no feathers when it occurred, the medical staff complicit with their silence and thereby attesting to the likelihood that this was a most human act of compassion. A waste of time and money.
The list of the most endangered primates has been released and this comes hard on the heels of some information leaking out of central Africa concerning the traffic of baby Bonobo chimps for medical research.
Because a Bonobo has 99.2% of the same DNA as a human, they are thought to be ideal for testing various experimental processes which could eliminate genetic diseases and even find a genetically engineered cure for flu.
Now of course flu is a terrible problem for humanity (chimps don't normally get the flu) and it is thought anywhere up to one million people die each year of variations of the flu, so the thought of eliminating it is alluring and would no doubt make some company very rich, but should we risk destroying the Bonobo in that process?
This planet has finite resources, if we want to try and eradicate disease and death, where are all the people going to live? How will we feed them, support them?
Trying to genetically engineer ourselves longer healthier lives seems OK, but what's the joy of living in a world where everything else has been used up to achieve that end - I'd rather have a pillow over my face before we get there thank you.
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On this day in 1878, John Tunstall is murdered, sparking the Lincoln County War in New Mexico. This event formed the basis for the film Chisum starring John Wayne, not historically correct in its representation of events, but a bloody good film.
Talking of John Wayne brings me to The Sons of Katie Elder, another great film in which one of the baddies was played by George Kennedy - whose 85th birthday it is today. One of the remaining cowboy greats with Borgnine and Harry Carey Junior and not forgetting Maureen O'Hara.
I needed to think about Maureen just to lighten my mood...
And that's a fact!
Serious mode this morning...honest.
How can it be in the public interest to keep an old man like Ray Gosling locked up - his self confessed mercy killing obviously ruffled no feathers when it occurred, the medical staff complicit with their silence and thereby attesting to the likelihood that this was a most human act of compassion. A waste of time and money.
The list of the most endangered primates has been released and this comes hard on the heels of some information leaking out of central Africa concerning the traffic of baby Bonobo chimps for medical research.
Because a Bonobo has 99.2% of the same DNA as a human, they are thought to be ideal for testing various experimental processes which could eliminate genetic diseases and even find a genetically engineered cure for flu.
Now of course flu is a terrible problem for humanity (chimps don't normally get the flu) and it is thought anywhere up to one million people die each year of variations of the flu, so the thought of eliminating it is alluring and would no doubt make some company very rich, but should we risk destroying the Bonobo in that process?
This planet has finite resources, if we want to try and eradicate disease and death, where are all the people going to live? How will we feed them, support them?
Trying to genetically engineer ourselves longer healthier lives seems OK, but what's the joy of living in a world where everything else has been used up to achieve that end - I'd rather have a pillow over my face before we get there thank you.
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On this day in 1878, John Tunstall is murdered, sparking the Lincoln County War in New Mexico. This event formed the basis for the film Chisum starring John Wayne, not historically correct in its representation of events, but a bloody good film.
Talking of John Wayne brings me to The Sons of Katie Elder, another great film in which one of the baddies was played by George Kennedy - whose 85th birthday it is today. One of the remaining cowboy greats with Borgnine and Harry Carey Junior and not forgetting Maureen O'Hara.
I needed to think about Maureen just to lighten my mood...
And that's a fact!
Wednesday, 17 February 2010
The View from the Hill on Wednesday 17th February
A cold and foggy start to the day, brightened by the fact that I can download two new audio books today - 25 hours of listening, Mount Dragon and Tyrannosaur Canyon by Lincoln Child and Douglas Preston.
Still a little griped by the decision of Channel 5 to show the CSI Trilogy out of sequence, and I don't mean showing the three episodes in the wrong order, but out of sequence with the time line of episodes of CSI:Miami that we have seen in the UK.
We were faced with a handful of new characters and old characters had disappeared and I just found it a little maddening as it spoils any future drama when watching the next series unfold. It's a minor thing in the scheme of things I know, but at my age little things mean a lot!
Before an evening of CSI began, I had a quick look at the Brits, and seeing Lily Allen mime and then Peter Kay and Sam Fox made me realise I really didn't care a toss about any of it. Who votes for these awards anyway - is it the public? If it is according to the news this morning, we should be worried about the decisions.
Apparently 2/3rds of jurors don't understand the summing up given by Judges and this might lead to the miscarriage of justice....so the people worried about this want jurors to do as the judge tells them, not make their own mind up then?
I wonder if the revelations that Ray Gosling smothered his partner in order to end his suffering will come before a jury? A brave decision for Mr Gosling to talk about it openly, the Police are already investigating, but brave in that it takes the assisted suicide debate a step on, a real dilemma in deciding is handing someone the pills better or worse than holding a pillow over their faces?
Some real moral questions that need a sensible and balanced debate - so let's keep the church out of it.
The Old Nazi came up with a classic yesterday - apparently his priests were sexually abusing children because society had let its standards and morals slip and this affected the priests! He did say sexual abuse was a heinous crime, glad he spotted that then, perhaps he might apologise now for the damage done in the name of his church.
Well, from new audio books to The Pope in a few paragraphs and that's without mentioning the Tutankhamun story, that his mummy was his aunt.... and her name was Harriet and she had a big palace with two receptacles for water, hence her name....anyway, time for breakfast.
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On this day in 1909 Geronimo died - his parachute failed to open. He was 79.
And that's a fact!
A cold and foggy start to the day, brightened by the fact that I can download two new audio books today - 25 hours of listening, Mount Dragon and Tyrannosaur Canyon by Lincoln Child and Douglas Preston.
Still a little griped by the decision of Channel 5 to show the CSI Trilogy out of sequence, and I don't mean showing the three episodes in the wrong order, but out of sequence with the time line of episodes of CSI:Miami that we have seen in the UK.
We were faced with a handful of new characters and old characters had disappeared and I just found it a little maddening as it spoils any future drama when watching the next series unfold. It's a minor thing in the scheme of things I know, but at my age little things mean a lot!
Before an evening of CSI began, I had a quick look at the Brits, and seeing Lily Allen mime and then Peter Kay and Sam Fox made me realise I really didn't care a toss about any of it. Who votes for these awards anyway - is it the public? If it is according to the news this morning, we should be worried about the decisions.
Apparently 2/3rds of jurors don't understand the summing up given by Judges and this might lead to the miscarriage of justice....so the people worried about this want jurors to do as the judge tells them, not make their own mind up then?
I wonder if the revelations that Ray Gosling smothered his partner in order to end his suffering will come before a jury? A brave decision for Mr Gosling to talk about it openly, the Police are already investigating, but brave in that it takes the assisted suicide debate a step on, a real dilemma in deciding is handing someone the pills better or worse than holding a pillow over their faces?
Some real moral questions that need a sensible and balanced debate - so let's keep the church out of it.
The Old Nazi came up with a classic yesterday - apparently his priests were sexually abusing children because society had let its standards and morals slip and this affected the priests! He did say sexual abuse was a heinous crime, glad he spotted that then, perhaps he might apologise now for the damage done in the name of his church.
Well, from new audio books to The Pope in a few paragraphs and that's without mentioning the Tutankhamun story, that his mummy was his aunt.... and her name was Harriet and she had a big palace with two receptacles for water, hence her name....anyway, time for breakfast.
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On this day in 1909 Geronimo died - his parachute failed to open. He was 79.
And that's a fact!
Tuesday, 16 February 2010
The View from the Hill on Tuesday 16th February
Shrove Tuesday, Mardi Gras, Pancake day, whatever you call it, the day before Lent begins and the time when we stuff ourselves full of all the food we are going to avoid during the next 40 odd days, until we stuff ourselves on chocolate easter eggs.
No Pancakes for us, Mrs B is making me wait until Thursday!
I like my pancakes not too thick, served with a little sugar and fresh orange rather than lemon - as a boy we had them smothered in butter and jam and sugar and orange - and I wondered why I was fat!
With the epidemic of obesity in this country perhaps the government are missing a trick here, in the guise of supporting the church, they could legally impose lent upon us all, close all the fast food restaurants for the period of lent. I wonder how many people would starve to death because they couldn't open a tin of beans?
Although I feel no obligation to undertake a religiously imposed fast, I have decided to make a sacrifice throughout lent this year, I will give up crack, heroin and Snickers bars - and I will TRY to avoid alcohol.
Mrs B is giving up trying to keep a straight face at the thought of me avoiding booze.
I will be avoiding Ashbourne today, the whole place goes mad as they play Shrovetide football, basically they try and kill each other chasing a severed head around the village. It's English quaintness at it's best!
There will no doubt be Pancake Races too - that's just what we need, the streets filled with tossers.
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On this day in 1927, June Brown was born...Dot Cotton is 83 and the best advert for how smoking is a preservative.
This week we have a live episode of Eastenders and we find out who killed Archie Mitchell - I don't give a toss (to carry the pancake metaphor on a little) in fact I can tell you for a fact that it wasn't Dot.
I don't watch Eastenders, I gave up when I realised how cruel the production team were to poor old Ethel the Hermaphrodite - always making fun of her little willy.
I miss Ethel, why don't they bring her back?
That would be an interesting story line - the return of the living dead - oh wait, they did it already in resurrecting the career of Shane Ritchie.
And that's a fact!
Shrove Tuesday, Mardi Gras, Pancake day, whatever you call it, the day before Lent begins and the time when we stuff ourselves full of all the food we are going to avoid during the next 40 odd days, until we stuff ourselves on chocolate easter eggs.
No Pancakes for us, Mrs B is making me wait until Thursday!
I like my pancakes not too thick, served with a little sugar and fresh orange rather than lemon - as a boy we had them smothered in butter and jam and sugar and orange - and I wondered why I was fat!
With the epidemic of obesity in this country perhaps the government are missing a trick here, in the guise of supporting the church, they could legally impose lent upon us all, close all the fast food restaurants for the period of lent. I wonder how many people would starve to death because they couldn't open a tin of beans?
Although I feel no obligation to undertake a religiously imposed fast, I have decided to make a sacrifice throughout lent this year, I will give up crack, heroin and Snickers bars - and I will TRY to avoid alcohol.
Mrs B is giving up trying to keep a straight face at the thought of me avoiding booze.
I will be avoiding Ashbourne today, the whole place goes mad as they play Shrovetide football, basically they try and kill each other chasing a severed head around the village. It's English quaintness at it's best!
There will no doubt be Pancake Races too - that's just what we need, the streets filled with tossers.
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On this day in 1927, June Brown was born...Dot Cotton is 83 and the best advert for how smoking is a preservative.
This week we have a live episode of Eastenders and we find out who killed Archie Mitchell - I don't give a toss (to carry the pancake metaphor on a little) in fact I can tell you for a fact that it wasn't Dot.
I don't watch Eastenders, I gave up when I realised how cruel the production team were to poor old Ethel the Hermaphrodite - always making fun of her little willy.
I miss Ethel, why don't they bring her back?
That would be an interesting story line - the return of the living dead - oh wait, they did it already in resurrecting the career of Shane Ritchie.
And that's a fact!
Monday, 15 February 2010
The View from the Hill on Monday 15th February
Another shopping story today, well it's not really about shopping it's about parenting or the lack of it.
Whilst negotiating the aisles of Tesco yesterday ( I like going on Sunday as it upsets the religious fundamentalists ) Mrs B and I were witness to a most amusing and yet disturbing scene. A young couple doing the shopping whilst accompanied by a little baby and a toddler of about 3 or 4. The baby was secured in a baby seat but the toddler had been placed in the trolley bed and was dancing with excitement at the thought of the next thing to be dropped into the trolly. Whilst she danced she trampled the shopping, including several pots of yoghurt.
Most people in the vicinity of this scene were trying to have a good look without seeming to obvious - I just looked. The parents did not have a clue what to do and just sort of looked at each other before taking the damaged goods out of the soggy trolly and placing them on the nearest shelf.
If the child continued to trample the shopping I would imagine they never managed to get home with any item undamaged and that the shelfs of Tesco will have many things out of place and out of shape this morning.
Although slightly amusing the disturbing fact is that here was a couple of young people who had no idea how to parent that child, it didn't bode well for the babies future.
Parenting classes should be compulsory.
I see, as an extra tidbit, that children who spend time being cared for by grandparents are more likely to become obese...but there is an upside to this story, if your child becomes obese they will be too heavy to lift into the shopping trolly and your food will not get trampled!
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On this day in 1914, American actor Kevin McCarthy was born. Aged 96, he is still working and shows no sign of stopping until that great director in the sky shouts, Cut!
McCarthy became a sci fi legend with his role as Dr Miles Bennell in the 1956 movie Invasion of the Body Snatchers. He also had a cameo in the 1978 remake.
That film has been recognised as being of significant cultural importance and at the time it was made it was thought quite scary - it remains a great thriller and that final scene of McCarthy running through the traffic shouting 'You're next' straight into the camera, is iconic cinema.
The story of how people are taken over in their sleep by giant seed pods seemed ridiculous but you just think about it, the cold inhuman things that are left after your body has been snatched, no emotion, just a lump of unfeeling flesh....oh yes, you know don't you....it's the Tory Party.
And that's a fact!
Another shopping story today, well it's not really about shopping it's about parenting or the lack of it.
Whilst negotiating the aisles of Tesco yesterday ( I like going on Sunday as it upsets the religious fundamentalists ) Mrs B and I were witness to a most amusing and yet disturbing scene. A young couple doing the shopping whilst accompanied by a little baby and a toddler of about 3 or 4. The baby was secured in a baby seat but the toddler had been placed in the trolley bed and was dancing with excitement at the thought of the next thing to be dropped into the trolly. Whilst she danced she trampled the shopping, including several pots of yoghurt.
Most people in the vicinity of this scene were trying to have a good look without seeming to obvious - I just looked. The parents did not have a clue what to do and just sort of looked at each other before taking the damaged goods out of the soggy trolly and placing them on the nearest shelf.
If the child continued to trample the shopping I would imagine they never managed to get home with any item undamaged and that the shelfs of Tesco will have many things out of place and out of shape this morning.
Although slightly amusing the disturbing fact is that here was a couple of young people who had no idea how to parent that child, it didn't bode well for the babies future.
Parenting classes should be compulsory.
I see, as an extra tidbit, that children who spend time being cared for by grandparents are more likely to become obese...but there is an upside to this story, if your child becomes obese they will be too heavy to lift into the shopping trolly and your food will not get trampled!
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On this day in 1914, American actor Kevin McCarthy was born. Aged 96, he is still working and shows no sign of stopping until that great director in the sky shouts, Cut!
McCarthy became a sci fi legend with his role as Dr Miles Bennell in the 1956 movie Invasion of the Body Snatchers. He also had a cameo in the 1978 remake.
That film has been recognised as being of significant cultural importance and at the time it was made it was thought quite scary - it remains a great thriller and that final scene of McCarthy running through the traffic shouting 'You're next' straight into the camera, is iconic cinema.
The story of how people are taken over in their sleep by giant seed pods seemed ridiculous but you just think about it, the cold inhuman things that are left after your body has been snatched, no emotion, just a lump of unfeeling flesh....oh yes, you know don't you....it's the Tory Party.
And that's a fact!
Sunday, 14 February 2010
The View from the Hill on Sunday 14th February
Well, I'm still here - no lottery win so you have to put up with this rubbish for a bit longer.
Happy Valentines Day by the way, but more of that later.
So little Charlie from Leicester is the UK's favourite dancer....uh NO, our favourite dancer didn't make the final, so Charlie was the best of the rest but I would love to see the voting figures.
The dancing has been patchy, some excellent and some quite awful but the most intriguing thing about the programme is Nigel Lythgoe and his hair. He has suddenly turned into a sort of velociraptor with his fluffy little crest on top of his head.
Arlene spouts her pre-rehearsed comments with such insincerity and thanks to Sky + you can fast forward through Mrs Rednapp and The Cisco Kid. And as for Cat Deeley, she's freaky!
The reason I have been watching though is to pick up a few new moves because I am contemplating my big return to the stage - not the one out of town - the theatre daaahhling!
Two workshops and an audition await as I try out for Under Milkwood.
I do love the piece and this latest production by the Community Theatre will no doubt be challenging but I will face anything to have another crack at those wonderful folk of Llareggub.
I will keep you abreast of my progress and will even report back if I don't get offered a part...I will then write the worst review I can imagine even before the bloody thing has been on stage. Not that I'm a bad loser or anything but if I don't get cast as Mr Waldo I'll never dance again!
Well, Mrs B has had three cups of tea in bed and a bacon butty and later, on this day for romantics, we will go to Tesco and then I will scoop poop...time to clear away some of the little brown bombs of love the boys have left in the garden.
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On this day in 1929, the St Valentines Day massacre took place - Mrs Capone was angry with Al because he forget to buy her a card and she shot some of his henchmen.
St Valentine was thought to be a Roman martyr and his sainthood comes with all the usual trappings like his patronage of loving couples but he is also the patron saint called upon to ward of fainting. This is because many wives faint on Valentines Day when their husbands buy them a card.
St Valentine is also the patron saint of bee keepers, which again is a reminder of the way we get stung by the purveyors of expensive cards, roses and chocolates.
St Valentine is also the patron saint of plague and happy marriages. There is a sort of symmetry there I suppose.
Anyway, I hope all you loving couples have a lovely day and for all of you who have no one to share this day with, just think how much money you're saving!
And that's a fact!
Well, I'm still here - no lottery win so you have to put up with this rubbish for a bit longer.
Happy Valentines Day by the way, but more of that later.
So little Charlie from Leicester is the UK's favourite dancer....uh NO, our favourite dancer didn't make the final, so Charlie was the best of the rest but I would love to see the voting figures.
The dancing has been patchy, some excellent and some quite awful but the most intriguing thing about the programme is Nigel Lythgoe and his hair. He has suddenly turned into a sort of velociraptor with his fluffy little crest on top of his head.
Arlene spouts her pre-rehearsed comments with such insincerity and thanks to Sky + you can fast forward through Mrs Rednapp and The Cisco Kid. And as for Cat Deeley, she's freaky!
The reason I have been watching though is to pick up a few new moves because I am contemplating my big return to the stage - not the one out of town - the theatre daaahhling!
Two workshops and an audition await as I try out for Under Milkwood.
I do love the piece and this latest production by the Community Theatre will no doubt be challenging but I will face anything to have another crack at those wonderful folk of Llareggub.
I will keep you abreast of my progress and will even report back if I don't get offered a part...I will then write the worst review I can imagine even before the bloody thing has been on stage. Not that I'm a bad loser or anything but if I don't get cast as Mr Waldo I'll never dance again!
Well, Mrs B has had three cups of tea in bed and a bacon butty and later, on this day for romantics, we will go to Tesco and then I will scoop poop...time to clear away some of the little brown bombs of love the boys have left in the garden.
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On this day in 1929, the St Valentines Day massacre took place - Mrs Capone was angry with Al because he forget to buy her a card and she shot some of his henchmen.
St Valentine was thought to be a Roman martyr and his sainthood comes with all the usual trappings like his patronage of loving couples but he is also the patron saint called upon to ward of fainting. This is because many wives faint on Valentines Day when their husbands buy them a card.
St Valentine is also the patron saint of bee keepers, which again is a reminder of the way we get stung by the purveyors of expensive cards, roses and chocolates.
St Valentine is also the patron saint of plague and happy marriages. There is a sort of symmetry there I suppose.
Anyway, I hope all you loving couples have a lovely day and for all of you who have no one to share this day with, just think how much money you're saving!
And that's a fact!
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