Top dog?

William and George have been flexing their testosterone paws this morning, and true to form it was over something barely edible (this time suet in a bird feeder) Neither will back down over food as both are terribly food led, so the fight was fierce and very bloody! Usually I try and leave them to it but they had to be separated as although he was loosing the battle, George was the one that was inflicting the damage as Scotties have a terribly powerful bite. The kitchen looked like something out of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre! with blood and suet spread everywhere. Meg got all excited by the melee and jumped in and out biting each protagonist whenever she got the chance. Maddie just ran and hid in the lounge!
I am booking George in to be castrated fairly soon, which may or may not help Poor sod!

It's all in the preparation

My Granny basket is camper than Graham Norton shopping at Cole Brothers, and received envious glances from Hazel at the setting up Of the Prestatyn Flower Show! this evening.
I do enjoy the whole pre-show ritual of bringing in the exhibits as there is a definite camaraderie between the exhibitors! which is rather reassuring and old fashioned, and it does give you the feeling of "community", which is lacking so much in our every day lives.

was particularly pleased with my vegetable trug, although it took bloody ages to tie up my shallots and polish my marrow ( with olive oil!) For those who are remotely interested the large white tuber in the front of the trug is NOT a parsnip but a whopper monster radish! haha my secret weapon!

The other entries include my climbing roses, 5 salad potatoes (looking remarkably like pork sausages), three impressive beetroots and some cut flowers from my back garden.

The beetroots do look like something John Mills threw at the Germans in Ice Cold In Alex.

(also buffed up with olive oil and tons of kitchen roll)

It has taken me all soddin day to organise this lot, here's hoping for a positive result tomorrow

After the wedding and Ray Milland

Efter brylluppet (2006) (Danish for After the wedding) is not the most interesting film I have seen in while, but I did give it a passable 7/10. It centres around family secrets and how people prepare for death, so you can appreciate it was not a bag of laughs!- mind you have the Danes got a sense of humour? (well apart from Sandy Toksvig that is...perhaps not) Theatre Clwyd's new projectionist couldn't quite get the hang of centring the film on the screen, which was a bit irritating, but it allowed the volunteer ushers to perform an impromptu chat session of the merits of matinees in the 1950's! humm all very spirit that won the war!

Chris is still withdrawing from ciggies and spent the morning on his computer in his pjs resembling Ray Milland in The Lost Weekend. I spent the day cooking in preparation for the Prestatyn Flower Show on Friday! Tomorrow I will polish my marrow! oh errr missus

The Bridge documentary trailer

a bit "movie-ized" but you get the idea

A few thoughts (all unrelated)

After one hours sleep I feel as though I have crammed in a few things into a surprisingly sunny day! so please forgive the disjointed narrative (It is now 23.30 and I have just done the house hold jobs walked the dogs and locked up the chickens ( what have they done wrong? asked Nige) and I feel rather jaded)

The Bridge is the movie that I wanted to see at the documentary film festival in Sheffield last year and I have just received a cheapo copy from Amazon and managed to watch it this evening.

In obtaining permits to film the bridge for one year, director Eric Steel did not reveal to officials at the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco that his goal was to film people committing suicide by leaping off the bridge. However, they knew that suicides were a frequent occurrence, and that someone filming the bridge would inevitably capture them. The resulting footage was edited and turned into a movie exploring the beauty of the structure but also the stories of some of the two dozen "jumpers".

At times this variable piece of work was incredibly powerful and moving, but I found the most upsetting scenes not to be the filmed suicide bids (terrible in their matter-of-factness) but it was the testimonies and anger of the friends these people left behind them that were most heart wrenching. Not fun, but an interesting film.

Talked to Nu, which was fun and we hope to meet for lunch on Sunday which will be fab, and managed to chat to Nigel too. You can always tell that Nige is a facilitator within University academia, as he has a knack of getting you to explore and talk around a subject without ever pushing his ideas down your throat! We discussed Clapham Junction , homophobia and general gossip among other things; I do miss discussing cinema with him and Jonney H on a regular basis!

Bought a new hen house too this morning ! (no the bloke standing next to the new "chalet" is NOT me but is the seller on ebay (of all places) and also fitted in getting a parking ticket at the beach car park for parking with one wheel over a dividing white line!!!! in a DESERTED CAR PARK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!anyhow I refused to let it get to me and chanting "Out with anger in with love" I drove to Llandudno trying to reach a Zen like relaxed state, to buy a few things to support my entries for the flower show!

off to bed now before I fall over, v v tired.

Chris doing well, still no fags!

Hazel goes "gay"

The gloves are off! Hazel and I are entering the same categories in the Prestatyn flower show on Friday! On the surface it is just some friendly rivalry but both of us are out to win, especially as we have both entered the dreaded "granny's basket" category, who no-one ever enters. She is going classy I am going Kat Kitson..................watch this space.

Clapham Junction

During the 12 months to January 2006, apparently the Metropolitan Police dealt with 1,359 incidents of homophobic hate crime, a rise of 120 since the last available statistics, this fact coupled with the tragic homophobic murder of 24-year-old Jody Dobrowski on Clapham Common in 2005, was the obvious inspiration for Channel four's drama Clapham Junction (2007), Writer Kevin Elyot paints a rather bleak of gay life in London, with a whole set of generally unlikable gay (and straight) characters who car crash together during the murder of an innocent young gay waiter in Clapham common.

I am sure that Elyot does not want to act in any way, as a PR agent for gay communities, and wants to show the "reality" of the problem how he sees it, but the whole film is beset with a somewhat unrelenting misery and sadness which does not feel quite right, well at least not to me.

We have negative stereotypes of the non monogamous "married" gay professional, closet gay psychopath,closet gay married guy, and most damaging ( and unconvincing of all) a gay pedophile (Joseph Mawle pic) who is seduced by a fourteen year old boy; but to be fair I suppose, the straight characters were just as bad and cardboard in their characterisations (overbearing mother who equates paedophilia with being gay, embittered wife of the closeted hubby).

Now I know like most stereotypes, they actually DO exist, and perhaps are more recognisable to the gay scenes in Kevin Elyot's life, but I found the whole story so uneven, I just didn't believe in most of the protagonists . The audience has to believe in the characters , whether it is a positive or negative way in order to engage with the messages within the narrative, and that didn't happen, which is sad as this film could have been a whole lot better.

Having said that, I think some points were made well, ie smashing the idea that teenage boys cannot be predatory in gay issues and Rupert Graves' portrayal of a middle aged single gay man who is content with his singleton existence but who faces homophobic idiocy during an "educated" dinner party, was particulary strong.
But the main thrust of the drama was the idea that attitudes and behaviour towards gay men have not significently changed for the better as Elyot indeed states :-

“While there seems to be a greater acceptance of gays in society…homophobic violence has not disappeared. Bigotry is still bubbling just below the surface and sometimes in the most surprising quarters.”

Perhaps I am lucky....I don't often see this bigotry in my everyday life and perhaps it is important to be reminded that to some, it is always there and is all very real.

Chicken run number 2 in on line

I have now two runs up and running (so to speak), and thank god for a brief break in the weather this morning, as this has allowed me to to get the grass removed and 50 metres of electric fencing set up clean and true!. The new run will allow me to move the girls from used land to clean, but will also allow me to set up a small flock of Buff Orphington layers, (pic) which are a little less robust than my original girls! and allow me to get a few of the Indian runner ducks I have always wanted.
Chris is still withdrawing from nicotine and doing very well, although he feels rather out of sorts! He is lying prostrate on the couch in his pajamas at the moment looking somewhat like a heroine out of an Emile Zola novel.. ......courage Camille!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!