Youth

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Once, many years ago, I was young. I was looking at some old photos today and came across this article, from when I was on my foundation art course. I clearly wanted to be a painter even then. I think I was slightly amazed to be chosen. I guess no one else was willing to have their picture taken. I’d never been in an article for a paper before so it was quite strange, especially seeing my face looking back at me. There was another article in the same paper with some of my friends so I wasn’t  a total show off!

The college had a rag week when people did mad things. Our town had a new statue of a hippo in the town square for some reason, so a group of students made a pink papier mache gorilla to be its friend. Another lot roped themselves together and pretended to climb up the local hill (almost flat) on their hands and knees….

Wild days

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Panto

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We have just started Panto rehearsals again, people in the UK will know what that means, but some of my friends havent heard if it.

Pantomime has been a regular theatrical entertainment for many years. Sometimes it gets quite commercial and is sponsored by local shops or businesses but ours isnt. Which is good as It doesn’t affect the story.

Subjects include things like Jack and the Beanstalk, Cinderella, or in our case we are doing Robin Hood. So, then there is a lot of comedy, children telling jokes, people dressed as monsters or wolves or ghosts and chasing the cast about. There are pratfalls and custard pies, bad villains and silly goons.

Generally someone gets captured or kidnapped and has to be rescued, either on a magic carpet or using a magic lamp or some other magical trick. That’s what happens in the Second Act. We have to learn lots of songs, usually slightly rewritten to fit the story.

There are the usual things, “it’s behind you” when something or someone is creeping up on our hero /heroine. Or the “oh yes it is” “oh no it isnt” bit where the audience knows something and one of the principal cast is trying to tell them they are wrong.

We have a brilliant wardrobe mistress who kits us out in costumes. The picture above is one of the cast dressed as a pot bank.  Our costumes are hard work for her, she and a small team make costumes for 30 to 40 adults and children.

There is also work making the sets and painting the scenery. It takes months to organise. Our show is usually on in January but that means rehearsing over Christmas week. So it has been decided to put it back till February 2019.

Maybe I will put some photos of it on here next year !

Catlick

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I love the shapes cats make, even when they are having a wash…

Catlick, wash and brush up.

Preening and tidying,

Smoothing your fur..

Make yourself handsome,

Tidy your whiskers

Top to tail,,

Then your inner gymnast,

Turns you upside down,

Inside out,

Legs akimbo! (love those words).

Purrs escaping like a boiling kettle.

Shapes like a twister game.

You are my cat.

Beautiful and gleaming.

Using payment apps

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Taking payments? It’s all new to me. I have just spent days trying to sort out an account I opened years ago but then never had need to use it.

I finally decided to bite the bullet and set it up. 1st problem, it asked me to add a bank account. So I did  then it asked me to set up a direct debit. But I didn’t understand why as I wanted to receive a payment, not make one. So I deleted the account  then realised I wanted to use it after all. It took days to get that sorted after finally talking to a person not a computer.

So that was it. Except. Now I have taken a small payment but I don’t know how to transfer it to the bank. I think its gone but I’m not sure. All I can say is I wish there was a manual for this sort of thing. I feel like I’m floundering around in thick fog .Things to do but I don’t necessarily know how. Maybe I should try and get on a marketing course!

You said

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You said she was having an affair.

Did I?? I don’t remember..  .

Yes, about 10 minutes ago, you told me, you said she was seeing him.

Well I might have been wrong.

So? Is she or isn’t she?

Well I’m not sure now…..

Oh come on, I missed half of it…. John rang and I had to answer, then you went off on one about trains. And you tell me half a story.

Well it’s complicated.

Complicated? Oh you must know….

Do you think it’s going to rain later?

What? What’s that got to do with it? Just TELL me what is going on, please.

No, I can’t remember, sorry. Anyway it’s only a soap opera.

Oh for goodness sake!

Playing with writing a duolog. I didn’t want to describe the people talking or to add details of their landscape.

In my mind one is male and the other female  Could you tell which is which?

I didn’t want it to be clear at the start that they were talking about a TV programme so I left it until the end of the discussion to mention a soap opera. I don’t know if this sort of squabbling is anyone else’s experience.

Gracie

She’s small, she’s bright,

She’s funny, she’s nice

Black and white,

Cool as ice.

Plays with toys

And catnip mice.

Grace’s has to run

And chases her brother,

Till she’s won.

Gives lots of purrs

And miaows for fun,

She’s my cat,

A cheeky one!

Not a very profound poem, just what I was thinking while looking at these photos of her.

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Hunched over my phone 📱

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Oh the bells and whistles

Oh the joy of text.

Tied to my computer

Can’t give it a rest .

 

Colours lights and art groups

Follow this and that

Games and news and videos

Just another app.

 

Fake and real and horrible,

Words all torn and turned

Life is just an algorithm

Reality unheard.

 

Sent from my mobile

Into your old brain

Never been so engaged

With nothing, no real gain.

 

So put that ruddy phone down

Turn off your all your apps

A call back to reality

Before your life is …

Hacked!

Hi

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A poem of spellchecker words…….

I tried the same way but

Sent from my old phone.

I enjoy the rest of the day,

Pearly white hair on the sofa,

Sent from my black bag,

Cause a bit of a victorian painting

Sent from my old address ,

So sharp and fine with the barn dance

I’m a little bit worried about the snow.

Its a bit like an expensive weekend.

Sent from my old version of my head.