Autumn now published

Title v01My latest book has been published.  You can get a flavour of the book at the address below.

 

http://www.blurb.co.uk/bookstore/invited/6146765/23b90f39d4e47d55c1789201ac90cc0e7b554257

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On a spaceship somewhere sailing

The Countess

Ouch Ouch Ouch…my back is still playing up.   Oh I’m dreaming of the sun, the lovely warm sun…it won’t come a moment too soon.

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It never rains until…

Woman against Red Background Woman Kneelling

Well it was hardly the set of Frozen but today we had about 2 cm of snow which by mid afternoon had all but gone.   Just as my cold is starting to disappear I go and strain my back…nothing too serious but sometimes these things seems to go hand in hand with one another.

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What to do when you have a cold…

Woman after Raeburn Woman with mustard blanket Woman with red hair Woman with stripped jacket

So my BT problems are sort of sorted out …so what next?  Well I have caught a cold from a good friend – although he claims it wasn’t him and in truth he is probably right…however why should I left the truth spoil a good story…as Donald J. Trump.

So what to do?   As I don’t have to worry about work I can curl up, not really practical given my size, and catch up on some TV.  However, after a an hour or so of this it is getting a little boring so what better to make a few drawings whilst sitting there?

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Has Susan Sarandon had a nose job?

BT Doodle No 02

I know that this question does a great disservice to the renowned American actress and to be quite honest the answer is not relevant.  It is the sort of question you do ask yourself whilst waiting on the phone for awaiting someone to answer and making a drawing to help pass the time – if your interested it took from 10:46 to 11:12 am for the BT support service to answer the phone and another 30 minutes or so to hopefully come up with some form of a solution to the problem.  Only time will tell if the solution works…I hope and prey it does because the strain they have put me through was significant.

So I hope Susan Sarandon will forgive me for wondering.

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Ode to BT

BT doodle

Sometimes in life you just want to scream and swear at the whole complexity.   There was a time, not too long ago when things were so much easier to understand.  You had a problem with something then you went to local shop and they fixed it (I know this is a gross over simplification but so what).  Then we all got seduced by a modern world which few of us understood.  A world that seemed magical and intoxicating.  A world where we no longer dealt with things locally but a world where problems were consolidated and outsourced.  A world where customer service was just something  that was a short two minute survey after waiting 40 minutes to talk to someone.  Welcome to the world where you Wifi doesn’t work correctly and we all talk to each other over distances of 1000’s of miles.  Welcome to customer support from British Telecom (BT).

Of course one of the unintended consequences of tech call centre to ring you back is that you can make incredible discoveries about great artists such as Egon Schiele.  Did you know that most of his troubled drawings of women were made whilst he too was waiting for BT customer services to ring him.  I know you won’t find that information in any art history book but it must be true – otherwise how do you explain such confusion, pain and anger he seems to exhibit in every drawing.

BTW It has been 45 minutes since they should have rung me back.  It would comedic if I wasn’t paying for all this.

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Just the two of us…

Sir Gregory

Sir Gregory was one of the first to see action on Mount William in ’82 and was mentioned in dispatches for his bravery under heavy fire.  He celebrated with the rest of his comrades as they later stood on the windswept streets of Port Stanley that reminded him of family holiday he had taken when he was young on Skye.

He last saw action in the Gulf in the dry deserts of Iraq in 1991, although he never came close to any close contact as the Iraqi army melted in front of the advance.   After this it was back to the daily army grind.  The last shots fired at him in anger were on the streets of West Belfast.

After he left the army things never really worked out.  His wife left him sometime in the late 90’s, he can’t really recall.  Nor can he recall when he last saw his three children, none of which are children any more.  Much of the next decade found him watching the world go by through the bottom of a plastic cider bottle until in 2012 he was convicted of some pointless assault on a fellow occupant of the lowest rungs of society.  He received 6 months imprisonment which at least helped him to sober up and put some weight on.  However, once he had left prison the old demons returned and before long he was once more scraping a living on ever decreasing social security payments.

The 1st of January found what was left of him slumped in an old settee behind some abandoned factory premises.   No one could tell how long he had been put the wind and ran over Christmas had taken their toll.   He didn’t make it beyond the first attempt to revive him by the paramedics.  He was 52.

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In praise of Nicholas Sparks

Brady… the scenes of a group of teenage and 20-something women sharing a featureless suburban house in Florida, watched over by an apparently amiable, eerily blank young talent agent who is a combination of concierge and pimp, are authentic and effective — banal, sad, funny and weird. 

Mike Hale  New York Times  MAY 27, 2015

 

Last night I watched the Netflix Documentary Hot Girls Wanted and I have to say I found the whole experience unsettling.  I like to think that I have not lived a sheltered life and so shouldn’t be surprised at the levels of depravity that we humans will descend to but this documentary reminded me all that I no longer have to endure dealing with such things.  The idea for the documentary is to explore the reasons why and the consequence of  young women entering the amatuer porn sex market.  It is really soul destroying to see how many young women think that the quick bucks they make for their VERY short carrier compensates for the mistaken life choices.  One of the girls claims to have earnt $25k in just over three months but by the time she had finished she had only $2k left.  Unfortunately for the girls in the business there would seem to be a never ending stream of women willing to take the leap and so the average shelf life of these girls is around 3 months.  This leaves them only two options; Leave or move into even more degrading videos which, as a man, I just don’t understand the attraction of. The documentary is not without its fault, I’ll leave it to the New York Times critic above to outline those, but it is worth viewing if only to open your eyes to world out there.

To purge my soul of this I turned to Nick Sparks whose movies are a favourite.  For those of you not aware of Spark’s work well they are a variation, only slightly, of the same thing:  Boy meets girl, the relationship is complicated but they eventually work things out.  The End.   They all seem to be the same idea of small town America, usually by the sea, where the sun always shines and people seem to do most of their walking and interacting at sunrise or sunset.  I suspect it is about as real a reflection of life in America as  Richard Curtis films are about life in London – neither reflect my experience of both places.  This, of course, is not the point.  Sparks’ movies are escapism nonsense and all better for that.  He can’t be doing too many things wrong as his movie have grossed almost $1 billion.  After the heart acre and distaste served up in Hot Girls Wanted it isn’t such a bad thing to settle down to a bit of safe romantic nonsense.  Perhaps I’m getting soft in my old age…I certainly hope so.

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Star Wars….a new hope

Rae

This morning I finally caught the new Star Wars movie and it was everything a long term Star Wars fan would want.   There is one significant plot twist but apart from that it really was as if the prequels never existed.   Over the weekend George Lucas stated that he was less than pleased with the ‘retro’ feel to the movie.  He then experienced the full power of the dark side as the Disney lawyers no doubt reminded him of a clause in the contract when he sold Star Wars to Disney which said something along the lines of shut up or we’ll come after you for the billions we have just paid you.

Lucas is right…this Star Wars has a retro feel and it is so much better for it.  Gone is the Jar Jar craziness,  the idea that Hayden Christensen is a movie actor or an over indulgent script.  In its place we have a Star Wars that seems to have had one aim – to reassure the Star Wars fans that Disney was a safe home for the saga – in itself not a small achievement.  In this respect it has much the feel of the previous JJ Abrams reboot – Star Trek.

So if you haven’t seen Star Wars: The Force Awakens then please do so and so long as you don’t expect anything other than one great romp from start to finish, you’ll have a great time.

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Mr Grey sky please tell us why?

Erykah Badu Hair Sleeping it off

 

Dad daa dad da da daaa

As a very famous song goes.  I blame the continual grey weather for yesterday’s rant about how 2016 was already shaping up to being a bit of a shit.  All very gloomy and all very glass half empty.   Totally over the top and not called for …what was I thinking after all it wasn’t as if Iran or Saudi Arabia were squaring up to each other ….

Oh no here I go again!

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