Monday, 13 March 2017

Late Book

For whatever reason every school I've attended from pre-school to sixth form college has been demolished 6 buildings in all, none particularly great buildings and one I would have happily helped out for the fantastic sense of catharsis. Although I hope they preserved the late books, in some ways my greatest works of fiction as excuse the fact I couldn't be bothered to get up early enough to risk missing the second bell.

For no reason...

Sunday, 12 March 2017

Selling On Women's Day

I'm sure you were aware that last Wednesday was international women's day, what was once a twitter date, tho one with serious intentions seems to have been cottoned onto by brands messages along the lines of "happy international women's day, why not celebrate it by covering up your wrinkles..." seems rather crass given the many protests. Its far from a hallmark holiday.

Tuesday, 14 February 2017

Overpriced Flowers Day

It's the middle of the month of February and youth know what that means, happy overpriced flowers day! It's also a bit of a continuous slap in the face for those looking or lonely. Not that I'll be buying any, instead I'll be tediously reminding folks that diamonds are the most common gem around and no matter how you try to market them as chocolate diamonds, brown diamonds look horrible.

Wednesday, 18 January 2017

Mental Notes

As I've mentioned in previous years I don't make new years resolutions although I have made a few mental notes. The usual things around health and wealth and to go out occasionally (at least more often than last year). I've given the blog a tidy after a long period of neglect, hopefully the dead links are gone and its mobile friendly.

I'm sure you came here for my hot take on this months transgender documentary, this one being a particularly controversial doozy of a film, but I haven't got round to seeing it yet. A bath and the end of Death In Paradise rather distracted me. Yes, seeing Kris Marshall wander round a Caribbean island solving a conventional whodunnit wins out for me over hearing what Dr Zucker thinks easily. I may watch it eventually but I'd probably have to be emotionally ready as well as having the time.


Sunday, 1 January 2017

MMXVII

Hopefully Father Santa brought you something great.

May you be happy, confident and fierce!

Saturday, 24 December 2016

Friday, 23 December 2016

Swindon 175


2016 is the 175th anniversary of Swindon New Town and the railway works down the hill from the old market town which the new settlement took its name. The works closed in the 80s after several decades of post war decline, today the site is dominated by a retail area, a railway museum and the National Trust headquarters, the latter a magnificent futurist eco building surrounded by echoes of the towns heritage.

Wednesday, 21 December 2016

The Trans Lobby

The thought of there being a powerful transgender lobby is quite ridiculous when you consider the hurdles and waiting lists many have to endure and the fact many would argue that day is night just to be argumentative.
In these times when anti-intellectualism seems widespread I guess there are many who would ignore evidence that enforcing gender conformity on to is more damaging than treating trans, intersex and non binary children and that activists are out to damage normal children.

Tuesday, 20 December 2016

Advent

Just four more parts to blogmas, i should light the first candle on my advent crown after wrapping tinsel round some wire coat hangers posing absolutely no fire risk. Being a child of the 80s, the merest hint of a
spark would have turned my toys into an inferno very quickly. Though I'm sure someone is complaining about health and safety because they use battery candles today.


Christmas trees dancing to Pet Shop Boys? Why not.



Cleaning

"Now mums can power through the cleaning faster than ever..."

I hate to begin a entry with "Is it me..." but is it me or has advertising gone a little backwards on gender roles. In these times there's a tendency at the moment to emphasis tradition and heritage of brands and while many have updated to drop the casual racism they seem to have decided that during these times women do all the housework. Which when I was growing up was not the case.

Saturday, 17 December 2016

Christmas No Jumper

Jumpers are a useful and practical wardrobe staple,  Christmas jumpers on the other hand.

Wearing a Christmas jumper out, the whole thing smacks of forced jollity with your work colleagues.  At some party the last thing you need to wear is a bulky top in a warm environment or worse round the workplace you're wearing some large version of a novelty tie. Not to mention most are a collection of fire hazards.

Friday, 16 December 2016

Mince Pie

Today Lucy attempts to make a tray of mince pies.

Pastry made, she er, picked up pre made in the Coop, its time for the mincemeat .

Certainly not as good as Marc Almonds. Wasn't there a urban myth about him and a hundred different types of mince pie?


Wednesday, 14 December 2016

Scares

If there is one thing I've learnt this year it's to not obsessively google every tiny ailment. Because I invariably find the worst possibility imaginable and end up still feeling ill but with extra worry, extrapolating a sore throat into a full on cancer scare.

Tuesday, 13 December 2016

Christmas Standards

Looking at the charts and seeing the reappearance of the usual Christmas standards, including Fairytale of New York, which was around about 20 years being played a few times each year by DJ's like Mark and Lard before suddenly being everywhere. Not working in retail or listening to commercial radio, I can appreciate these songs, enjoy them sparingly and not in the awful slowed, melancholic, John Lewis commercial style.

Monday, 12 December 2016

Father Santa

"Father Santa"! My youngest niece exclaims looking at a window display, she obviously got a little mixed up. Still its better than Christmas Claws which conjurers up something else in my mind, so good I'm going to start using it myself. 

Spent the rest of Sunday recovering from playing with my nieces, an afternoon carrying, chasing, being chased among others to took more out of me than any gym session.