By day a mild-mannered janitor, by night an off-duty mild-mannered janitor.

By day a mild-mannered janitor, by night an off-duty mild-mannered janitor.
................by day a mild-mannered janitor, by night an off-duty mild-mannered janitor...............

Sunday, 28 April 2013

'This House' A Late Review


Bong.


Hello; I'm not a theatre critic [hooray] but we went to the theatre last night and there were one or two talking points. We booked on the day and had a choice of returns at £48 or standing at £5 plus 5% charity donation. The show was 'This House' - a satirical, a-little-bit-musical look at the Labour government from 1974 until HER coming to power in '79.

Standing at the theatre reminded me of Upton Park pre-Heysel, perhaps a midweek Milk Cup tie against Leicester City. You have a restricted view but you can move about to get a better angle - important with this production, where every inch of the auditorium [if that's what we can call it.. 37% "yes", 21% "no", 16% "none of the above", 16% "none of the below". So we're running with it...] is used. There are audience members on the stage in two balconies and two 'sides of The House' which are swiveled by cast members to be opposing or as-one depending on the scene. We assume you pay extra-through-the-nose to be up there or there's a ballot with a two-thirds majority deciding whether a bill on further audience members taking part can be ratified in a special motions billWHATEVER THEY'RE ON STAGE SO DEAL WITH IT. As the drama unfurls [98% "yes" on that one *thumbs*] some of the audience joined in, waving imaginary ballot papers, jeering or adding "aye"s to the left and "no"s to the right. This is perhaps the problem with standing: you tend to notice the 'business' more, free as you are to look 90ยบ to the left or right of the speaker without disconcerting your next-seat neighbour. This could also explain why I'm not a theatre critic, because I want to look at that stuff and if I get a gist of the plot too then tiddley pom.

Standing etiquette: You can't pay £5 with a 5% donation to charity to watch a show and have a better seat than those who've weighed-out. Don't sit on the stairs - it's against health & safety and the usher will be angry with you if you do. No ushers were present inside, but rules are rules. Don't lean on the back of the last row of seats; do you like people looking over your shoulder while you're DMing your cousin Marge? No you don't. And people can sense when someone is *just there* behind them, especially if you keep jogging on the spot and moving your plastic bag six inches either way every time the action moves to the other side of the stage. This sixth sense for someone being *just there* is actually made up of the other five senses; so think about that too.

The show was a few minutes old, there was a short opening dance sequence which was worrying, then a late-comer arrived. She mimed "fuck it, I'm late" doing a little stampy dance and shaking her hands to try to get more attention. She then paced about in a circle, desperately hoping someone would notice. We did because we were next to her. She then sat on the stairs. When we told her not to, she did the stampy dance hand shaking thing again and settled down to look at her mobile for the rest of Act1. She didn't return for Act2. Neither did [*spoiler klaxon*] Phil Daniels.

I'm almost forgetting the show: Phil Daniels plays Labour Whip Bob Melish and he's very good indeed; starts the show shouting a bit too loud but settles down to a more normal level quickly enough. The Conservatives are played by posher actors or good actors making it look like they're posher; whichever it is, it works brilliantly - there are lots of cast members, announced every time by The Speaker and if you imagine 'Yes Minister', 'The Thin [rather than Thick] Of It' and a Newsnight tribute to the Labour government from 1974-79 narrated by Jeremy Vine [not Paxman] you've got a fair idea what you're in for. Talking of 'The Thick Of It', Vincent Frankin plays Steve Pemberton playing Michael Cocks, another Labour Whip. I knew Franklin was in it but couldn't work out where because Steve Pemberton seemed to be running about the stage instead although he's not in it.

Back to the initially worrying music: "No! It's not a musical FFS?" Thank heavens no, but it contains some music. A bit like walking past a Snickers® when you've got a nut allergy. Up top, at the back of the stage [which doubles as Westminster Bridge and trebles as the inside of 'Big Ben'] sits a little trio who stand up when they play. Phil Daniels returns in Act2 to sing a Bowie song and he [if you'll excuse the X factorese] nails it. Makes it his own, gives it some welly, nickynackynoo. My only criticism of the band is that when they do 'Pretty Vacant' later, the drummer jazzes it up too much - instead of turning the drumsticks around and pounding away, it's all brrrrrmptitish paradiddle. When you stand up at the theatre you can't help noticing this sort of thing. Also you can dance to the music if you so choose, which we did so there. They even played some tunes after the bows, otherwise we would've been the first ones out, having such prime spots for a hasty exit.

To sum up, if you can afford a seat, go and see 'This House', I gave it 8 out of 10, my partner is still pondering so we go for a hung, Lib-Lab, 7 and a half. If you are undecided then pay a fiver [with a 5% donation to charity] and what have you got to loose? If you like it, get a seat and watch it properly, perhaps from the stage itself.

Bong.


Wednesday, 24 April 2013

21st Century Schizoids

Hello.
I'll come straight to the point; have you got another account? I have, but [in the words of Monty Python] it's all part of growing up and being British. Or American. Or Dutch. Or on Twitter.

I'm sure you have good reason to have a second [third, fourth...] account: perhaps you run your own business and don't want to spam normal Twitter friends with plugs for your diamante ladders or new novel about a child wizard who supports Scunthorpe... whatever; I did another account.

I recently saw "@followers:26k/following500" tweet that they also followed other "sources" for work purposes - this must make a lot of sense when you're a journalist and many of your tweets are announcements; but I've long suspected other big accounts of 'glove-puppeting'. This is where they have another @ to big-up the main one or diss rivals in extreme cases, or follow loads of other tweeters to find out what's going on without ruining the pristine "look-how-cool-I-am-I-only-have-to-follow-100" profile. Perhaps there's an app for it, who knows. I pity them, it must be awful.

An example:
Account with 30k followers and following 50 suddenly tweets "will you all STOP going on about Margaret Thatcher!"
"All"?
Do you remember what your timeline looked like when you only followed 50 people? If you follow 700 [as I do] and hopefully all of them are humans with something interesting to say [or RT by someone else], it's hardly going to cause a strobe-fit.
No, something's going on I reckon.

But that's them, what about us?
I started this other account ages ago and wanted to follow different people and be more ruthless unfollowing and blah blah blah it was fun for a while but didn't make me any happier. Then I started a different other account with my partner for "business" - like having two mobile phones, one for work, one for friends. Things I've found:

a] It's ridiculously easy to get followers for followers sake without going the dreaded TeamFollowBack route. Click on a recommended account, check they're not tweeting "win free 10-hour colonic scrub" every 30 seconds, see if they follow as many as follow them and press the button. It might take a few days for them to notice, but you've reeled them in...

Note: this is fun for a little while but only a little while; bit like playing solitaire or completing a jigsaw puzzle - the bits are already there, so no skill required.

b] You find yourself minding your language.

c] The account has an animal theme, so lots of animal-related accounts followed. Sadly, with animal accounts come animal cruelty stories and pictures of animal cruelty stories. I admire campaigners for animal rights of course, but a constant stream of horror, graphic images and descriptions became very disturbing very quickly. And I found out loads of new examples I hadn't previously heard of, making it even worse.

d] Some accounts are pure accidental comedy gold [I'm not joking about the diamante ladders for instance]

This is the thing with Twitter: ultimately it's about who you follow, not who follows you. Yes, those big accounts are always #FFing each other and they might not reply to you, but they're usually big accounts for a reason. Try a second account for yourself; it could be the release of frustration you need to get over writer's block or somesuch - as long as you have fun with it. What will become of our new venture? Gawd knows, perhaps we keep playing Follower-Jigsaw until it reaches 100K and sell it; like those TeamFollowBack guys...

I'd love to hear any of your other-account thoughts and experiences. x



Thursday, 4 April 2013

Wish You Were There



HELLO! HAVING A GREAT TIME, WEATHER MIXED SO FAR.....

Loading and then unloading boxes for a recent move I chanced upon the postcard collection. Some I kept because the pictures on the front were nice enough to frame one day, some because of their comedy value [*scandanavians blowing ENORMOUS horns*, a postcard from Hel etc.] and the ones from dad. From 1988, when I was still at home looking after the pooch while they tripped, to 2007 when they no longer went abroad and were in declining health, dad would send a card. I think he saw it as a duty and perhaps a chore, but he knew I liked collecting so humoured me.

They were always written in capitals, usually contained one 'we're getting old' joke and had a certain rhythm to them. They are also a marker to my own life changes, the different addresses instantly take me back to those times, happy, sad or otherwise.

MENORCA THURS. 9.6.88.

DEAR ED & JUDY.

HAVING A GREAT TIME. WEATHER MIXED SO FAR, BUT WE'VE MANAGED TO GET A BIT OF COLOUR. HOTEL & FOOD COULDN'T BE BETTER. WENT ROUND THE ISLAND YESTERDAY. SEE YOU SOON
Ernie

There was a time when we called dad 'Ernie', 'Ern' or 'Ernst' [sis' kept to 'dad' I think]. Later we reverted to 'dad' out of respect, you shouldn't call your dad by his first name right? This must have been teenage rebellion that hung on too long.

ITALIA 6. 5. 90.

JUST GOT BACK FROM SORRENTO TOWN WINDOW SHOPPING! HAVING A GOOD TIME SO FAR. WEATHER SUNNY & WARM. SCENERY REALLY BEAUTIFUL. FOOD GOOD & HOTEL GOOD. GOING TO ROME TUESDAY & CAPRI FRIDAY. (DON'T FORGET MAY'S BIRTHDAY 16TH!) SEE YOU SOON.
"THE OLD FOGIE"
Ernie

Mum & dad's best friends lived in the next street in the Dagenham grid. Joyce & Ern started going on holiday with Joyce & Ern. Two lots of Joyce & Erns within a hundred yards of each other, it had to happen.

MALAGA TUES 9.6.92. 17.45 PM.

ED,
1 HOUR DELAY ON FLIGHT OUT. HOTEL ROOMS OK. FOOD NOTHING TO WRITE HOME ABOUT, SO I WON'T! WEATHER GREAT, SUNNY, BUT WINDY, WHICH KEEPS THE TEMPERATURE REASONABLE. WENT TO LOCAL MARKET TO-DAY. ERN DROVE THE HIRE CAR (AN OPEL CORSA CITY ABOUT THE SIZE OF A FIESTA).
SEE YOU SOON
ERNST.



MENORCA 19. 5. 94.*

DEAR ED.
NOW I'M 65 THEY SAY I'LL BE THE NEXT MEGALITH ON THE ISLAND! HAVING A GREAT TIME. SUN, SEA & SAND AND ALL THE FOOD YOU CAN EAT & MORE! I WAS DRAGGED ON TO THE STAGE LAST NIGHT & NOW PEOPLE KEEP COMING UP TO ME & SAYING "YOU'RE ERNIE, YOU WERE GOOD!!!" WE'LL RING YOU WHEN WE GET HOME, SEE YOU SOON
Ernst!
*dad's birthday



MALLORCA TUES 26/10/95

DEAR ED.
WE'LL BE HOME BEFORE YOU GET THIS CARD BUT THOUGHT I'D SEND ONE ANYWAY. OUR HOTEL IS THE ONE ON THE LEFT HAND FAR DISTANCE. GETTING READY FOR DINNER, GETTING BROWNED OFF IN THE BEST POSSIBLE WAY. UP THE HAMMERS!
Ernst

ES CANA 1/10/99

DEAR ED.
HOTEL OK. LOTS OF FOOD. WEATHER UP TO TO-DAY WINDY, CLOUDY & WARM. TO-DAY IT'S NO LONGER WINDY, SUN IS OUT & IT'S GOING TO BE A SCORCHER BY THE LOOK OF IT. OFF TO THE MARKET SOON. THEN WHO KNOWS? GETTING BROWNED OFF IN THE BEST POSSIBLE WAY. PROBABLY BE HOME BEFORE YOU GET THIS.
MUM & DAD

FRIDAY 1700 HRS. 26TH SEPT'03

DEAR ALL,
HAVING A GREAT TIME, SAME HOTEL AS WE CAME TO IN MARCH, HAD A THUNDERSTORM IN THE NIGHT BUT IT CLEARED BY MORNING. THIS IS FIRST DAY OF PROPER WEATHER, LET'S HOPE IT STAYS FOR 3 MORE WEEKS. UP THE IRONS! GOOD TO SEE THEY WON SHAME ABOUT SPURS!
PATER.



MALTA 22/2/2006 [AS REQUESTED]
DEAR ED ET AL.
HAVING A GREAT TIME. LOTS OF DANCING FOOD & WALKING. 2 MORE WEEKS TO GO NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO HOME. I'VE PHONED SUE & DAVE & I'LL PHONE ON FRIDAY. (THAT'S RATHER SILLY COS YOU'LL GET THIS CARD AFTER I'VE PHONED!) SILLY ME! I'LL ALSO PHONE WHEN WE GET HOME. HOTEL & COMPANY 1ST CLASS! GOING FOR A SHORTER WALK ON MY OWN, LONGER WALK EARLIER ALL OF US LOOKING BROWNED OFF IN THE BEST POSSIBLE WAY!
STILL SUNNY OUTSIDE.
DAD & MUM



 Wish they were here. x