I spent most of yesterday writing a short story for a competition I was thinking of entering, and then when giving it the once over today to cheque fer typin errers etc I realised I’d done gone totally overlooked one specific part of the remit! Oh well, ho and hum as they say. I’m sure it will come in handy at some point and other than the fact that it’s no good for the purpose intended I’m generally pretty pleased with it: it is dark, funny, and unpredictable, which is more than you can say for Lenny Henry...
Had a bit of a mixed old week this week; two days beginning with T and one each of M, W & F (well, only half an F so far, but half an F is better than none at all. Unless you’re allergic to Fs in which case you’re probably better off avoiding them all together. Or should that be better ‘o’ avoiding them all together?). Still, I’ve got two esses to look forward to so heaven knows what might happen!
More seriously, I have been out meeting people again this week and the more people I meet the more I can’t help but think we’re a rum old lot, really. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not judging (well I am, but I’m not writing about it so you can’t pull me up on it) – I’m sure other people look at / listen to me and think ‘by ‘eck, he’s one chicken popper short of a boneless bucket’ or whatever – and I’m all for biodiversity and all of that, but there’s no escaping it there are some right funny ol’ fuckers out there, ennit? Izzit? Or izzit me?
Talking of biodiversity, as I was, if you haven’t been watching the very excellent ‘Born to be Different’ on Channel 4 you should have been. A marvellous, unsentimental, non-mawkish documentary series tracking the lives of a group of disabled kids from birth through to the present. This should be required (enforced) viewing for anyone stupid enough to have black and white views on issues like in-utero screening and the ‘quality’ of disabled peoples’ lives or wider issues like social opportunity and equality or the evils of eugenics. Probably the best TV series on disability yet made, and impressive not only for showing the resilience of some extraordinary kids without descending into clichés about victimhood, but also for the down to earth and practical responses of all the parents involved too. Fuck me, Channel 4, you done good!
Two other things I saw on TV that I thought were a step in the right direction this week: There’s an advert for old spice with a black man (shock horror!) in it as the ‘sex object’ – though being the ol’ cynic I am I’m guessing that some ad exec will pick up an award for that somewhere along the line which will devalue it – and on DVD I watched the first season of ‘Breaking Bad’ which has a disabled character played by someone (shock horror) with a disability. Neither of those things are things that should be worthy of comment, they should just ‘be’, and hopefully in future will ‘be’ far more regularly...
Right – my luvverly son has just got home from skool and is demanding food, water and money with menaces before I turn him back out for scouts.
Tut! What a silly old sossidge I yam!
I spent most of yesterday writing a short story for a competition I was thinking of entering, and then when giving it the once over today to cheque fer typin errers etc I realised I’d done gone totally overlooked one specific part of the remit! Oh well, ho and hum as they say. I’m sure it will come in handy at some point and other than the fact that it’s no good for the purpose intended I’m generally pretty pleased with it: it is dark, funny, and unpredictable, which is more than you can say for Lenny Henry...
Had a bit of a mixed old week this week; two days beginning with T and one each of M, W & F (well, only half an F so far, but half an F is better than none at all. Unless you’re allergic to Fs in which case you’re probably better off avoiding them all together. Or should that be better ‘o’ avoiding them all together?). Still, I’ve got two esses to look forward to so heaven knows what might happen!
More seriously, I have been out meeting people again this week and the more people I meet the more I can’t help but think we’re a rum old lot, really. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not judging (well I am, but I’m not writing about it so you can’t pull me up on it) – I’m sure other people look at / listen to me and think ‘by ‘eck, he’s one chicken popper short of a boneless bucket’ or whatever – and I’m all for biodiversity and all of that, but there’s no escaping it there are some right funny ol’ fuckers out there, ennit? Izzit? Or izzit me?
Talking of biodiversity, as I was, if you haven’t been watching the very excellent ‘Born to be Different’ on Channel 4 you should have been. A marvellous, unsentimental, non-mawkish documentary series tracking the lives of a group of disabled kids from birth through to the present. This should be required (enforced) viewing for anyone stupid enough to have black and white views on issues like in-utero screening and the ‘quality’ of disabled peoples’ lives or wider issues like social opportunity and equality or the evils of eugenics. Probably the best TV series on disability yet made, and impressive not only for showing the resilience of some extraordinary kids without descending into clichés about victimhood, but also for the down to earth and practical responses of all the parents involved too. Fuck me, Channel 4, you done good!
Two other things I saw on TV that I thought were a step in the right direction this week: There’s an advert for old spice with a black man (shock horror!) in it as the ‘sex object’ – though being the ol’ cynic I am I’m guessing that some ad exec will pick up an award for that somewhere along the line which will devalue it – and on DVD I watched the first season of ‘Breaking Bad’ which has a disabled character played by someone (shock horror) with a disability. Neither of those things are things that should be worthy of comment, they should just ‘be’, and hopefully in future will ‘be’ far more regularly...
Right – my luvverly son has just got home from skool and is demanding food, water and money with menaces before I turn him back out for scouts.
L8rs T8rs
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