Never Say Sorry For Being Nice

Have I told you about writers? Needly, anxious, insecure, badly paid, desperate to be informed that they’re wonderful – writers make actors look almost normal, and I say this as someone who has spent far too much time in contact with both. Alone at their keyboards, writers spend a significant amount of their time pining for the moment someone will turn round and exclaim ‘yes, you are THE BEST and I LOVE your books’ and when it happens they’ll turn bright red and mumble something about how you’re too kind and it’ll be catastrophically awkward and everyone will be sorta …

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In Moderate Praise of… the Defenders

My partner’s mother was over to visit, but that was not going to interrupt the sacred duty of watching The Defenders when it was released on August 18th.  Come that Friday evening, out came the pizza, down when our backsides and binging commenced. Some context. Defenders is the long-awaited team-up of Marvel’s Netflix heroes, Jessica Jones, Daredevil, Luke Cage and Iron Fist.  They’ve all had stand-alone series.  They will have several more.  I have seen all of them.  Yes – I’ve even sat through Iron Fist. I only made it through Iron Fist by watching it in other languages.  Everything …

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Dear Marching Historians

Dear People Who March To Protect Our History, I’m sorry to hear that some of you have been caught up with a bad crowd.  The President of the USA himself has made it clear – as well as the white supremacists and KKK, there were good people marching to honour the history of the Confederacy in Virginia, standing up for the right to remember the past and the brave people who fought and died in it.  I getcha – seriously.  Britain is full of statues to charmers like Cecil Rhodes and other bastions of racism, and people as passionate as …

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What the Actual Incontinence?!

So let’s talk incontinence pads. Without wanting to beat about the bush: old age can suck.  I mean, it can also be awesome, but physically it can sometimes suck, and yes, when you’re in your 90s sometimes bits leak and it’s all horrid and under such circumstances you assign a younger person with a grasp of the internet to buy you incontinence pads because that’s just the only intelligent responce. This is not about urinary incontinence, by the way. It’s about this: I mean… … ok, let’s get some basic thoughts of the way first. Your modelling career sucks if …

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Translating Yoga

My body is achy and stiff.  Some of this is too much time sitting at a computer.  Some of it is lifting lights.  Some of it is a side-effect of swimming and escrima without stretching (oops).  Some of it is… shudder… just getting a wee bit older. Consequently, I’ve been doing some yoga. I resisted this at first, because I associate yoga with a lot of breathy nonsense.  Which isn’t to say I’m not down with the breathing part – I like a physical exercise that also helps you get your head vaguely straightened out, that gives you a bit …

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