most of the shadows of this life are caused by our standing in our own sunshine.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
the boys (and possibly a girl) and the camera
hi there
at the weekend just gone we had a most excellent afternoon over with Richard, Erika, Lyla and Ruby-Lee. i took the camera along with every intention of getting a few pictures. i did not, alas, take any myself. happily, though, James, William and i suspect Lyla were more than prepared to mess around and take a few shots!
the two or three of them just grabbing the camera does lead to a number of blurred, close up shots of things that you have no idea of what they could be. every now and then, though, they manage to get some interesting, sort of avante garde like shots. like, for instance, this one of me and Richard.
that's Richard in Newcastle yellow, by the way. what on earth were we discussing? possibly my views on how irregular shaped meat is for "lasses and big jessies", or just something as simple as the immient new Star Wars films.
now then, who took this picture is anyone's guess. most likely Lyla, possibly William or even just James himself!
whoever took it, well done, it is a rather smart picture!
this next one was certainly taken by James, for he is not in it and Ruby-Lee was asleep. i know Ruby-Lee was asleep as William was happily playing with all her toys without having them reclaimed!
yes, that is me lurking in the background, apparently impressed and amused by whatever they were all up to!
sadly Ruby-Lee remained asleep whilst the camera retained all its possible novelty factor, so no pictures of her in this update. Lyla, however, was very much awake and i believe we have James to thank for this brilliant picture!
William certainly took this next one, as neither Michele or i would take one of the disaster area that is our lounge when they boys have taken toys and books out!
James appears to be rather busy there with some sort of sports update, looks like rugby!
thanks again to Richard, Erika, Lyla and Ruby-Lee for a most excellent afternoon, by the way!
more updates as and when i can think of things to write!
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Batman & Robin on Blu-Ray
hi there
well, what can i say? woo hoo, yeah, great! i now have Batman & Robin on high definition, 1080p quality Blu-Ray. this, i am guessing, is something that not a great many people in the world can claim, unless they got it as some sort of misguided gift.
i thought i would have a bash at writing a decent review of it. this may help you decide if you wish to purchase the disc yourself or not. i will try to be as fair and balanced as possible.
The Good Points
it comes in a pristine, shiny new blu-ray box. this is most handy, as my 3:10 To Yuma disc is presently housed in a box damaged by a price sticker. i shall be switching boxes.
it arrived in some bubble wrap, which provided some entertainment.
an anonymous friend, for i see no reason to mention Jonathan Granville by name here, would no doubt request that i point out that it features Uma Thurman in skin tight clothes in it. in high definition.
the artwork is impressive, and makes it looks like it's a decent film. well, it's better than the artwork on the DVD, which basically screams "sh!t film within".
yes, that is the bubble wrap included in the picture.
the artwork on the blu-ray disc is also much better than the "let us just shove the name on" approach taken with the DVD.
The Bad Points
the disc contains the film Batman & Robin
as it turns out, 1080p "true HD" high definition does not enhance the content of the film
an "extra" is a deleted scene called something like "Alfred's Love Scene". cheers.
it features a music video from The Smashing Pumpkins, a band who are pretty much the musical equivalent of Batman & Robin.
it features music videos that appear to be a good deal worse than The Smashing Pumpkins. hard to believe, but off you go, pick the bones out of that one.
well, there you go. if this has in some small way helped you decide not to purchase Batman & Robin on Blu-Ray, DVD, Beta, VHS or any format, i am delighted to have helped. if you go ahead and buy it anyway, good luck with that. i say sorry to my Blu-Ray player before i put the disc in, i suggest you do to.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
well, what can i say? woo hoo, yeah, great! i now have Batman & Robin on high definition, 1080p quality Blu-Ray. this, i am guessing, is something that not a great many people in the world can claim, unless they got it as some sort of misguided gift.
i thought i would have a bash at writing a decent review of it. this may help you decide if you wish to purchase the disc yourself or not. i will try to be as fair and balanced as possible.
The Good Points
it comes in a pristine, shiny new blu-ray box. this is most handy, as my 3:10 To Yuma disc is presently housed in a box damaged by a price sticker. i shall be switching boxes.
it arrived in some bubble wrap, which provided some entertainment.
an anonymous friend, for i see no reason to mention Jonathan Granville by name here, would no doubt request that i point out that it features Uma Thurman in skin tight clothes in it. in high definition.
the artwork is impressive, and makes it looks like it's a decent film. well, it's better than the artwork on the DVD, which basically screams "sh!t film within".
yes, that is the bubble wrap included in the picture.
the artwork on the blu-ray disc is also much better than the "let us just shove the name on" approach taken with the DVD.
The Bad Points
the disc contains the film Batman & Robin
as it turns out, 1080p "true HD" high definition does not enhance the content of the film
an "extra" is a deleted scene called something like "Alfred's Love Scene". cheers.
it features a music video from The Smashing Pumpkins, a band who are pretty much the musical equivalent of Batman & Robin.
it features music videos that appear to be a good deal worse than The Smashing Pumpkins. hard to believe, but off you go, pick the bones out of that one.
well, there you go. if this has in some small way helped you decide not to purchase Batman & Robin on Blu-Ray, DVD, Beta, VHS or any format, i am delighted to have helped. if you go ahead and buy it anyway, good luck with that. i say sorry to my Blu-Ray player before i put the disc in, i suggest you do to.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Old Grumpy's Portrait Deal
hi there
sorry for the lack of usual updates, it has been ferociously busy at verk lately.
at the risk of turning this blog into some sort of conduit for my Dad's good ideas, it seems that Old Grumpy's Gallery is running an outstanding promotion on portrait photography.
if you are in the Mount Maunganui or Tauranga region, getting a portrait photograph done is the gift that keeps on giving.
details of the deal on offer - and sorry, i do not understand New Zealand money - can be found by clicking here
meanwhile, here's a recent picture of Old Grumpy's Gallery
i really, really, really, really, really hope that the bike in the picture is not the mountain bike my Dad claims to have "done up" and taken to riding around the town!
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
sorry for the lack of usual updates, it has been ferociously busy at verk lately.
at the risk of turning this blog into some sort of conduit for my Dad's good ideas, it seems that Old Grumpy's Gallery is running an outstanding promotion on portrait photography.
if you are in the Mount Maunganui or Tauranga region, getting a portrait photograph done is the gift that keeps on giving.
details of the deal on offer - and sorry, i do not understand New Zealand money - can be found by clicking here
meanwhile, here's a recent picture of Old Grumpy's Gallery
i really, really, really, really, really hope that the bike in the picture is not the mountain bike my Dad claims to have "done up" and taken to riding around the town!
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sunday, November 11, 2012
the Old Grumpy signature range controversy
hi there
Dad has sent along another picture from his gallery featuring his excellent new signature.here it is for you to all admire.
some of you, in particular those of you who have seen my Dad hammer away at a computer like it was an insolent sheet of metal, might question just how it is that he could all of a sudden be able to impose an electronic, if you will digital, signature on his pictures. there's a straightforward and simple explanation for this.
apparently Paul Hamilton from The Copy Shop 'scripted' the text and Old Grumpy's gallery manager Michelle imposed it on the prints. other than that, it is 100% my Dad's signature on the prints.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dad has sent along another picture from his gallery featuring his excellent new signature.here it is for you to all admire.
some of you, in particular those of you who have seen my Dad hammer away at a computer like it was an insolent sheet of metal, might question just how it is that he could all of a sudden be able to impose an electronic, if you will digital, signature on his pictures. there's a straightforward and simple explanation for this.
apparently Paul Hamilton from The Copy Shop 'scripted' the text and Old Grumpy's gallery manager Michelle imposed it on the prints. other than that, it is 100% my Dad's signature on the prints.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Press Conference at Old Grumpy's
hi there
well, there was always a sense of inevitability about press conferences being held at Old Grumpy's Gallery. i would have assumed that it was a given they would be relating to my Dad feeling the need to explain why it is that New Zealanders have been doing something wrong for the last century or so, though. exactly what it could be that they would be doing wrong in his eyes is not an easy thing to narrow down, truthfully - it could relate to the way that the walk on the pavement (he is rather peculiar and specific about this) upwards.
happily, the first of presumably many press conferences did not relate to him or his odd ideas at all, but rather the appointment of the new coach at Tauranga City football club.
Duncan Lowry, the Northern Ireland player who has probably played in more Champions League games than anyone reading this, has returned as coach to the club where he played for a year. having built up a fantastic name and reputation in both the game and in New Zealand in particular, it's quite a scoop for the club to have taken on his services.
all the bigger a bonus that they held the announcement at Old Grumpy's, then!
the appointment and indeed the press conference did make the newspapers too. Dad eventually worked out how to both scan and email the article to me, so here it is for your reading pleasure.
well, reading pleasure bar the incorrect spelling of Middlesbrough in it. beyond that, yes, "idiosyncratic" is one way to describe my Dad's ways!
congratulations to all involved, and best of luck in the league!
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
well, there was always a sense of inevitability about press conferences being held at Old Grumpy's Gallery. i would have assumed that it was a given they would be relating to my Dad feeling the need to explain why it is that New Zealanders have been doing something wrong for the last century or so, though. exactly what it could be that they would be doing wrong in his eyes is not an easy thing to narrow down, truthfully - it could relate to the way that the walk on the pavement (he is rather peculiar and specific about this) upwards.
happily, the first of presumably many press conferences did not relate to him or his odd ideas at all, but rather the appointment of the new coach at Tauranga City football club.
Duncan Lowry, the Northern Ireland player who has probably played in more Champions League games than anyone reading this, has returned as coach to the club where he played for a year. having built up a fantastic name and reputation in both the game and in New Zealand in particular, it's quite a scoop for the club to have taken on his services.
all the bigger a bonus that they held the announcement at Old Grumpy's, then!
the appointment and indeed the press conference did make the newspapers too. Dad eventually worked out how to both scan and email the article to me, so here it is for your reading pleasure.
well, reading pleasure bar the incorrect spelling of Middlesbrough in it. beyond that, yes, "idiosyncratic" is one way to describe my Dad's ways!
congratulations to all involved, and best of luck in the league!
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Friday, November 09, 2012
'Honest' Ronnie Wood explains $tone$ ticket prices
hi there
well, phew! this is a relief! there was i and everyone else puzzled by the ticket prices that The Rolling Stones are charging for their shows in London and the USA this year. thankfully Ronnie Wood has cleared up the matter. and i quote :
"We've already spent a million on rehearsing in Paris. And the stage is going to be another few million. And the lights. We feel no bad thing about ticket prices. We've got to make something."
well then, that's that cleared up. unless, of course, you decide to think about that statement for a second or so.
they have spent One Million Pounds on a couple of weeks of rehearsals in Paris, have they? how the baiser did they manage that? my best guess is that they paid each other £200,000.00 each as some sort of appearance fee, spent a further £10.00 an hour or so on hiring a bass player, roughly £70,000.00 at going rates on a studio (although i am sure at least one of them has a Napoleonic mansion in France they could have used) and the rest presumably went on bonbons nez.....
as for the "few million" on a stage and "another million" on lights, one suspects that Mr Wood is presently two thousand light years from reality.
obviously the Stones are very concerned about the bad press they are getting for the ticket prices and the debacle that was how they were sold. usually the Stones are a closed shop, who answer to no one. that they are commenting on this speaks volumes.
the thing is, if they had said "the ticket prices are so high because of the venue and the road crew, we're not making that much, we just wanna play and give something back to the fans for 50 years of support", no one would have grumbled at all.
please don't get me wrong, i have no issue with rock stars making lots and lots of money. far from it, really. i just don't get why they've allowed a 50th anniversary celebration, something you would imagine not many other bands will be in a position to do, to become all about cash.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
well, phew! this is a relief! there was i and everyone else puzzled by the ticket prices that The Rolling Stones are charging for their shows in London and the USA this year. thankfully Ronnie Wood has cleared up the matter. and i quote :
"We've already spent a million on rehearsing in Paris. And the stage is going to be another few million. And the lights. We feel no bad thing about ticket prices. We've got to make something."
well then, that's that cleared up. unless, of course, you decide to think about that statement for a second or so.
they have spent One Million Pounds on a couple of weeks of rehearsals in Paris, have they? how the baiser did they manage that? my best guess is that they paid each other £200,000.00 each as some sort of appearance fee, spent a further £10.00 an hour or so on hiring a bass player, roughly £70,000.00 at going rates on a studio (although i am sure at least one of them has a Napoleonic mansion in France they could have used) and the rest presumably went on bonbons nez.....
as for the "few million" on a stage and "another million" on lights, one suspects that Mr Wood is presently two thousand light years from reality.
obviously the Stones are very concerned about the bad press they are getting for the ticket prices and the debacle that was how they were sold. usually the Stones are a closed shop, who answer to no one. that they are commenting on this speaks volumes.
the thing is, if they had said "the ticket prices are so high because of the venue and the road crew, we're not making that much, we just wanna play and give something back to the fans for 50 years of support", no one would have grumbled at all.
please don't get me wrong, i have no issue with rock stars making lots and lots of money. far from it, really. i just don't get why they've allowed a 50th anniversary celebration, something you would imagine not many other bands will be in a position to do, to become all about cash.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thursday, November 08, 2012
a reminder
hi there
this is......well, this is someone that does not really need an introduction.
yes, that's Rodders. the man who the description of being "a bit of a lad" would represent one of the greatest understatements in human history.
Rodders is, whether admitted freely or hidden deep down, the type of chap that all men have a wish to be, or be like. a signer that has sung with every great musician, a chap that has dated more models than you were even aware existed, a gent whose relationships end on such good terms that all his ex's gather every year to celebrate Christmas with him and a dude that has a fully functional bar installed on stage at concerts. what's not to love?
he is also, of course, a known lover of football. Celtic in particular, and here he is last night, watching Celtic vs Barcelona in the Champions League.
nothing too extraordinary about that, you might be saying. football does, after all, attract a large number of what one might call "celebrity fans". even Mr Money, Lord Jagger of Mick, is seen at England matches - often in with the commoners whose money he craves, no less.
the match last night was a bit different, however. it was an anniversary for Celtic, and it was a game that will be remembered for a long, long time.
why? well, this next picture of Rodders tells you all you need to know about the score Celtic 2 Barcelona (the "best team in the world") 1.
football has always been populated by unsavory types. recently, though, it's been the more vile creatures of the game that have taken the headlines. we too have of course had the previously respectable type of footballer been ruthlessly exposed, in particular when the distance between them and reality is exposed by ambitious if misguided plans to "sue the internet". and then you have those that have such good PR that they are celebrated and worshipped by football fans even though if the truth about them came out they most certainly would not be.
last night was a reminder of why we put up with such ghastly characters, why we still love the game and why football is called The Beautiful Game. that Rodders, a man who has seen and done it all, can be overwhelmed and brought to tears of unrestrained joy, tells you everything about how 22 men kicking a ball around can seem and feel like the most important thing in the world.
nice one Celtic.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
this is......well, this is someone that does not really need an introduction.
yes, that's Rodders. the man who the description of being "a bit of a lad" would represent one of the greatest understatements in human history.
Rodders is, whether admitted freely or hidden deep down, the type of chap that all men have a wish to be, or be like. a signer that has sung with every great musician, a chap that has dated more models than you were even aware existed, a gent whose relationships end on such good terms that all his ex's gather every year to celebrate Christmas with him and a dude that has a fully functional bar installed on stage at concerts. what's not to love?
he is also, of course, a known lover of football. Celtic in particular, and here he is last night, watching Celtic vs Barcelona in the Champions League.
nothing too extraordinary about that, you might be saying. football does, after all, attract a large number of what one might call "celebrity fans". even Mr Money, Lord Jagger of Mick, is seen at England matches - often in with the commoners whose money he craves, no less.
the match last night was a bit different, however. it was an anniversary for Celtic, and it was a game that will be remembered for a long, long time.
why? well, this next picture of Rodders tells you all you need to know about the score Celtic 2 Barcelona (the "best team in the world") 1.
football has always been populated by unsavory types. recently, though, it's been the more vile creatures of the game that have taken the headlines. we too have of course had the previously respectable type of footballer been ruthlessly exposed, in particular when the distance between them and reality is exposed by ambitious if misguided plans to "sue the internet". and then you have those that have such good PR that they are celebrated and worshipped by football fans even though if the truth about them came out they most certainly would not be.
last night was a reminder of why we put up with such ghastly characters, why we still love the game and why football is called The Beautiful Game. that Rodders, a man who has seen and done it all, can be overwhelmed and brought to tears of unrestrained joy, tells you everything about how 22 men kicking a ball around can seem and feel like the most important thing in the world.
nice one Celtic.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, November 07, 2012
Christopher's birthday parade
hi there
if you can name the song, artist and either the album or film that the title of this post is a slight play on, very well done indeed!
Andrew, at some point between midnight and two in the morning, felt an overwhelming need to forward me pictures of young Christopher's birthday celebrations to my blueberry. no matter how many times you ask and all that......
leaving aside any gripes, we should of course focus on the fact that it was Christopher's birthday. there is a constant reminder of when it is, if once every four years is a constant, for those US Presidential elections tend to happen on or around his birthday. i seem to recall, in passing, that one of Bill "Slick Willie" Clinton's triumphs happened on the same day as Christopher arrived in the world. i know this because my Mum shoved a note under my door (i was presumably recovering from a hard student night of drinking) saying "Clinton elected and you have a new cousin".
Christopher, or if you will Chris, celebrated his birthday without a gift from us, mostly because he flat refused to get back and tell me what it is he wanted. i probably should have just gone ahead and tried to get him a Club Van Der Sexxx t-shirt or similar. maybe even a shirt with Fluggaenkoecchicebolsen written on it, just in case. never mind, here's Chris and his cake!
unless on this very fine day i am greatly mistaken, the cake appears to celebrate two things which Chris has a particular level of fondness for - football and sailing. it looks like it has some footballs on it, as well as some of those big massive funnels that ships tend to feature.
i know for sure that the cake has an impressive, perhaps dazzling, even, set of pyrotechnics built or if you will baked into it, looking at this next picture!
if you can name the song, artist and either the album or film that the title of this post is a slight play on, very well done indeed!
Andrew, at some point between midnight and two in the morning, felt an overwhelming need to forward me pictures of young Christopher's birthday celebrations to my blueberry. no matter how many times you ask and all that......
leaving aside any gripes, we should of course focus on the fact that it was Christopher's birthday. there is a constant reminder of when it is, if once every four years is a constant, for those US Presidential elections tend to happen on or around his birthday. i seem to recall, in passing, that one of Bill "Slick Willie" Clinton's triumphs happened on the same day as Christopher arrived in the world. i know this because my Mum shoved a note under my door (i was presumably recovering from a hard student night of drinking) saying "Clinton elected and you have a new cousin".
Christopher, or if you will Chris, celebrated his birthday without a gift from us, mostly because he flat refused to get back and tell me what it is he wanted. i probably should have just gone ahead and tried to get him a Club Van Der Sexxx t-shirt or similar. maybe even a shirt with Fluggaenkoecchicebolsen written on it, just in case. never mind, here's Chris and his cake!
unless on this very fine day i am greatly mistaken, the cake appears to celebrate two things which Chris has a particular level of fondness for - football and sailing. it looks like it has some footballs on it, as well as some of those big massive funnels that ships tend to feature.
i know for sure that the cake has an impressive, perhaps dazzling, even, set of pyrotechnics built or if you will baked into it, looking at this next picture!

impressive flame, is it not? i ask you, however, to for a moment cast your gaze away from that most excellent flame and consider the look on Christopher's face. he seems rightly impressed by it all, but a little bit more than impressed. infatuated perhaps.
i don't know about you, but the above reminds me of something..............
i suspect that Andrew and Christopher are of an age where they are not entirely sure who the above actually is, but us older ones will recall him fondly!
we are delighted to see and hear, even if it was early in the morning, that the birthday went mighty fine, Chris! we do owe you some sort of present, as and when you get around to responding on your blueberry thingie!
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, November 06, 2012
JFT96 - How To Support
hi there
it's not too often that i approach much serious in this blog, but please bear with me and consider supporting this.
what happened at Hillsborough was not just either a "Liverpool" or a "football" thing. it was an FA Cup semi-final. in theory, any set of football fans could have been killed that day, and then had their needless deaths covered up thanks to the powers the police had in the wake of the bully boy mentality Thatcher encouraged in them during the miners' strike.
for over two decades, families who lost loved ones have had to endure lies and vile slurs about what happened that day. equally, for over two decades dedicated people have investigated, defended and given time to raise awareness of what really happened.
with the lies finally torn down, those families are having to endure this horror once again. they need the support of us, the ordinary football fans and those who simply cannot imagine the hell their lives have been.
the Justice Tonight band, and extra credit to Pete Wylie and Mick Jones in particular, have been tirelessly playing and gigging across the UK to raise awareness. the JT band and an incredible, statement making range of talented musicians have collaborated to release a Christmas single aimed at raising both awareness of what is happening and much needed funds for the families of the victims.
please buy this single when it is released.a few quid from you will get you a great record, will help make sure that those responsible for Hillsborough will not be allowed to forget that they will be called to account, and will greatly assist those families that should never, ever have had to walk alone.
you can follow news and find information on the release over on the JFT96 facebook page. if you feel that you can't purchase this record for whatever reason, then please at the least share the link on your facebook profile and "retweet" their official messages from twitter.
thank you for taking the time to read this and hopefully you will, no matter how big or small, be able to support it.
do be very excellent to each other.
it's not too often that i approach much serious in this blog, but please bear with me and consider supporting this.
what happened at Hillsborough was not just either a "Liverpool" or a "football" thing. it was an FA Cup semi-final. in theory, any set of football fans could have been killed that day, and then had their needless deaths covered up thanks to the powers the police had in the wake of the bully boy mentality Thatcher encouraged in them during the miners' strike.
for over two decades, families who lost loved ones have had to endure lies and vile slurs about what happened that day. equally, for over two decades dedicated people have investigated, defended and given time to raise awareness of what really happened.
with the lies finally torn down, those families are having to endure this horror once again. they need the support of us, the ordinary football fans and those who simply cannot imagine the hell their lives have been.
the Justice Tonight band, and extra credit to Pete Wylie and Mick Jones in particular, have been tirelessly playing and gigging across the UK to raise awareness. the JT band and an incredible, statement making range of talented musicians have collaborated to release a Christmas single aimed at raising both awareness of what is happening and much needed funds for the families of the victims.
please buy this single when it is released.a few quid from you will get you a great record, will help make sure that those responsible for Hillsborough will not be allowed to forget that they will be called to account, and will greatly assist those families that should never, ever have had to walk alone.
you can follow news and find information on the release over on the JFT96 facebook page. if you feel that you can't purchase this record for whatever reason, then please at the least share the link on your facebook profile and "retweet" their official messages from twitter.
thank you for taking the time to read this and hopefully you will, no matter how big or small, be able to support it.
do be very excellent to each other.
the lessons and insights of The Cabin In The Woods
hi there
my (considerably) better half saw an advert for this The Cabin In The Woods film and expressed an interest in seeing it. as the thing looked nothing more than a homage / rip off of my beloved Evil Dead films, i happily agreed to a screening.
as it turns out, the film is not quite a straightforward rip off of The Evil Dead, but it's not too far off from being that. it was pretty good, really, but instead of a review i am going to post some discoveries and knowledge i took from it.
inevitably, this means a *** BIG MASSIVE HUGE SPOILER WARNING *** is in place for everything that you will see or read after the movie poster. you've been warned.
back in the 20th Century, in particular the 80s, nerds looked like this.
in the 21st Century, specifically in The Cabin In The Woods, they look like Thor.
you can make an excellent, telescopic and fully functional bong out of a conventional thermal coffee mug.
the most crucial facility in the world, one that the survival of the human race depends on, will one day be run by idiots who turn the whole thing into a betting pool.
further, this facility will be staffed by people who are even bigger idiots as they are happy to bet on the outcome of exactly how the human race will survive against the two idiots that can decide how.
marijuana is excellent. it not only makes you immune to any sort of physically controlling drugs and psychological mind control attempts, but also it enhances your perception and knowledge so much that you can rumble any sophisticated shenanigans in half the time Sherlock Holmes would take.
the one down side to marijuana, however, is that it seems to make you think a stuffed wolf head mounted on a wall is a moose. it also compells you to actively encourage an ex-girlfriend to engage in what Bill Clinton termed "sexual relations" with the moose / wolf head.
and, on that note, ex-girlfriends will bow to the wisdom and wishes of former boyfriends and do exactly that.
if you have not smoked some magical marijuana your power of perception is non-existant. as in, when someone with you crashes into an invisible, electrified barrier which makes the barrier light up far and wide, you will conclude that "he must have hit something".
if thousands of demons, entities, ghosts, Cenobites, massive snakes, deadites, zombies and massive snakes are kept in a secret mountain, the mechanism that locks them away from harming anyone will be possible to over-ride with one big, massive red button that is located in an unsecured room.
if you press that big massive red button, the thousands of demons, entities, ghosts, Cenobites, massive snakes, deadites, zombies and massive snakes will automatically and instinctively unite and just kill all the humans, never once turning on each other.
now that's solidarity! and finally.......
a big, massive entity, roughly the size of all the mountains on Earth combined, once lived on Earth. it decided, though, to cut a deal with humans. this entity is prepared to live in secret and far below the surface of the planet, so long as every year it is given the blood of at least four teenagers.
if you decide one year to short change the entity and give it the blood of three teenagers and Sigourney Weaver, it goes ballistic and sets about destroying all life on Earth instead of allowing for a brief extension.
well, there you have it. there are probably other class lessons that the film teaches, but these are the ones i shall reflect on the most!
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
my (considerably) better half saw an advert for this The Cabin In The Woods film and expressed an interest in seeing it. as the thing looked nothing more than a homage / rip off of my beloved Evil Dead films, i happily agreed to a screening.
as it turns out, the film is not quite a straightforward rip off of The Evil Dead, but it's not too far off from being that. it was pretty good, really, but instead of a review i am going to post some discoveries and knowledge i took from it.
inevitably, this means a *** BIG MASSIVE HUGE SPOILER WARNING *** is in place for everything that you will see or read after the movie poster. you've been warned.
back in the 20th Century, in particular the 80s, nerds looked like this.
in the 21st Century, specifically in The Cabin In The Woods, they look like Thor.
you can make an excellent, telescopic and fully functional bong out of a conventional thermal coffee mug.
the most crucial facility in the world, one that the survival of the human race depends on, will one day be run by idiots who turn the whole thing into a betting pool.
further, this facility will be staffed by people who are even bigger idiots as they are happy to bet on the outcome of exactly how the human race will survive against the two idiots that can decide how.
marijuana is excellent. it not only makes you immune to any sort of physically controlling drugs and psychological mind control attempts, but also it enhances your perception and knowledge so much that you can rumble any sophisticated shenanigans in half the time Sherlock Holmes would take.
the one down side to marijuana, however, is that it seems to make you think a stuffed wolf head mounted on a wall is a moose. it also compells you to actively encourage an ex-girlfriend to engage in what Bill Clinton termed "sexual relations" with the moose / wolf head.
and, on that note, ex-girlfriends will bow to the wisdom and wishes of former boyfriends and do exactly that.
if you have not smoked some magical marijuana your power of perception is non-existant. as in, when someone with you crashes into an invisible, electrified barrier which makes the barrier light up far and wide, you will conclude that "he must have hit something".
if thousands of demons, entities, ghosts, Cenobites, massive snakes, deadites, zombies and massive snakes are kept in a secret mountain, the mechanism that locks them away from harming anyone will be possible to over-ride with one big, massive red button that is located in an unsecured room.
if you press that big massive red button, the thousands of demons, entities, ghosts, Cenobites, massive snakes, deadites, zombies and massive snakes will automatically and instinctively unite and just kill all the humans, never once turning on each other.
now that's solidarity! and finally.......
a big, massive entity, roughly the size of all the mountains on Earth combined, once lived on Earth. it decided, though, to cut a deal with humans. this entity is prepared to live in secret and far below the surface of the planet, so long as every year it is given the blood of at least four teenagers.
if you decide one year to short change the entity and give it the blood of three teenagers and Sigourney Weaver, it goes ballistic and sets about destroying all life on Earth instead of allowing for a brief extension.
well, there you have it. there are probably other class lessons that the film teaches, but these are the ones i shall reflect on the most!
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Monday, November 05, 2012
the authenticated Old Grumpy experience....
hi there
how, you may ask, is it going with Old Grumpy's Gallery (social media enthusiasts can follow this link) over in the fine land of New Zealand. well, i can assume it's going both well and busy as i have not heard too much of late. no mention of if any of my weekly parcels have landed, and certainly no mails along the lines of "don't worry about coming to visit us son, get yourself over to see The Stone Roses again, they are excellent". well, i am not really expecting a message along those lines, really. thought that counts, and all that, you know.
i did, however, receive this via the joys of electronic mail today. it seems that Dad has mastered the art of adding a "digital signature" to his most impressive photography.
nice one! i am not sure he should be signing them as Old Grumpy rather than his actual name, but i suppose that's how all who meet him in his gallery when he is having one of his "special days" will, with some fortune fondly, recall him anyway.
one can only assume that this 'signature range' is the first step in his inevitable end goal of being "the David Dickinson of New Zealand". no doubt soon provincial radio stations will be wanting him to feature on air, and i wouldn't be at all surprised to learn of him being invited to do guest spots on certain kinds of television shows. well, if not why not.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
how, you may ask, is it going with Old Grumpy's Gallery (social media enthusiasts can follow this link) over in the fine land of New Zealand. well, i can assume it's going both well and busy as i have not heard too much of late. no mention of if any of my weekly parcels have landed, and certainly no mails along the lines of "don't worry about coming to visit us son, get yourself over to see The Stone Roses again, they are excellent". well, i am not really expecting a message along those lines, really. thought that counts, and all that, you know.
i did, however, receive this via the joys of electronic mail today. it seems that Dad has mastered the art of adding a "digital signature" to his most impressive photography.
nice one! i am not sure he should be signing them as Old Grumpy rather than his actual name, but i suppose that's how all who meet him in his gallery when he is having one of his "special days" will, with some fortune fondly, recall him anyway.
one can only assume that this 'signature range' is the first step in his inevitable end goal of being "the David Dickinson of New Zealand". no doubt soon provincial radio stations will be wanting him to feature on air, and i wouldn't be at all surprised to learn of him being invited to do guest spots on certain kinds of television shows. well, if not why not.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
paying (roughly) the correct value for Batman and Robin.....
hi there
what has been the worst film, to date, ever made? there are a number of contenders for this title, sadly. Die Hard Dracula must feature quite high on the list for anyone who has had to watch it. personally i would select something like Forrest Gump, mostly due to the horrific way in which it pushed a right wing agenda hidden behind the tale of a simpleton. on a similar celebrated bad film note, The Hurt Locker clearly started off life as a very bad "mockumentary" comedy and was somehow recut and passed off as drama, and do not get me started on the folly of The Godfather Part III or The Bonfire Of The Vanities, the latter somehow making a complete mess of arguably the greatest novel of the 20th Century.
leaving personal choices aside, however, there's a general, if not universal, consensus that the best attempt ever to make the worst film possible - especially mindful of the "almost impossible to **** up" source material - was 1997's Batman & Robin.
it is a film so bad that the one redeeming feature of it seems to be that both Warner Bros and just about everyone involved in making it has admitted it was a rushed, slammed together film made purely to try and catch the summer market and sell toys. it failed at every possible level, and killed the idea of any more Batman films being made for nearly a decade.
where and how did it go wrong? difficult to know where to start, really. "nipples on the batsuit" didn't help.
at least Schwarzenegger almost properly delivers an (awful) line of dialogue in the film every now and then, something that no one else involved in this movie does.
as bad as it is, it is possibly the Batman film i have seen the most. why? because our boys, for some reason, love it. it's tame enough for them to be allowed to see it, and they are at their young age not excatly bothered or horrified to hear the word "Cowabunga" being said in a Batman film.
it is only fair to them, then, that i made the effort to try and find Batman & Robin on blu-ray. why exactly Warner would go to the trouble of presenting one of the worst films ever in the best quality possible, but surprisingly they have done this.
i was kind of hoping that the price would be too high to justify the cost, but alas thanks to Kalahari having no restriction on the value of shopping to which a voucher they gave me for no reason, plus some sort of free shipping offer, it seems i have paid more or less the correct value to own the film.
at current exchange rates, this masterpiece of movies has cost me £0.70 (yep, seventy pence), or in
American money $1.14. actually, now that i have written it out, it still looks a touch over-valued by American standards. hey ho.
the fact that it is rather cheap almost makes up for the fact that this shall be in the collection.
it does not quite, however, make it any better that i shall be getting to watch the film again. and again.
ho hum, at least James and William will be very happy! and i suppose, if i am honest, i am kind of looking forward to seeing the deleted scenes included. the mind boggles as to what they made that was just so bad that it could not be part of the released film!
cheer kalahari!
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
what has been the worst film, to date, ever made? there are a number of contenders for this title, sadly. Die Hard Dracula must feature quite high on the list for anyone who has had to watch it. personally i would select something like Forrest Gump, mostly due to the horrific way in which it pushed a right wing agenda hidden behind the tale of a simpleton. on a similar celebrated bad film note, The Hurt Locker clearly started off life as a very bad "mockumentary" comedy and was somehow recut and passed off as drama, and do not get me started on the folly of The Godfather Part III or The Bonfire Of The Vanities, the latter somehow making a complete mess of arguably the greatest novel of the 20th Century.
leaving personal choices aside, however, there's a general, if not universal, consensus that the best attempt ever to make the worst film possible - especially mindful of the "almost impossible to **** up" source material - was 1997's Batman & Robin.
it is a film so bad that the one redeeming feature of it seems to be that both Warner Bros and just about everyone involved in making it has admitted it was a rushed, slammed together film made purely to try and catch the summer market and sell toys. it failed at every possible level, and killed the idea of any more Batman films being made for nearly a decade.
where and how did it go wrong? difficult to know where to start, really. "nipples on the batsuit" didn't help.
neither, really, did casting George Clooney as Bruce Wayne / Batman. or rather, the way in which Clooney was cast. Clooney famously got the part purely because director Joel Schumacher doodled the Batman mask on Clooney as he appeared on a poster for From Dusk Till Dawn and thought he "looked the part". well, that's what happened after David Duchovny turned down the part, at least.
you have to guess it looked something like this.
casting decisions and character "development" did not get much better elsewhere. Bane, at this stage quite a new character in the Batman universe, was a highly intelligent, exceptionally violent enemy for Batman in the comic books / "graphic novels". they somehow managed to turn him into a bumbling idiot serving Posion Ivy.
as for the main villain in the film, that would be Mr Freeze. exactly where does one turn when no less an actor and screen presence as Hulk Hogan has turned down the part? why, one gets $25 million and throws it at Arnold Schwarzenegger......
at least Schwarzenegger almost properly delivers an (awful) line of dialogue in the film every now and then, something that no one else involved in this movie does.
as bad as it is, it is possibly the Batman film i have seen the most. why? because our boys, for some reason, love it. it's tame enough for them to be allowed to see it, and they are at their young age not excatly bothered or horrified to hear the word "Cowabunga" being said in a Batman film.
it is only fair to them, then, that i made the effort to try and find Batman & Robin on blu-ray. why exactly Warner would go to the trouble of presenting one of the worst films ever in the best quality possible, but surprisingly they have done this.
i was kind of hoping that the price would be too high to justify the cost, but alas thanks to Kalahari having no restriction on the value of shopping to which a voucher they gave me for no reason, plus some sort of free shipping offer, it seems i have paid more or less the correct value to own the film.
at current exchange rates, this masterpiece of movies has cost me £0.70 (yep, seventy pence), or in
American money $1.14. actually, now that i have written it out, it still looks a touch over-valued by American standards. hey ho.
the fact that it is rather cheap almost makes up for the fact that this shall be in the collection.
it does not quite, however, make it any better that i shall be getting to watch the film again. and again.
ho hum, at least James and William will be very happy! and i suppose, if i am honest, i am kind of looking forward to seeing the deleted scenes included. the mind boggles as to what they made that was just so bad that it could not be part of the released film!
cheer kalahari!
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Saturday, November 03, 2012
Safety Not Guaranteed
hi there
i have a peculiar love, or if you will fascination, with the concept of time travel. i suspect mostly it's due to the fact that it truly is impossible as it's usually presented. time, you see, doesn't exist. it's a man made concept that, like money, has a universal agreement and acceptance. one could not, for instance, type in a date and time on a computer in a DeLorean, because whatever forces could make time travel possible simply would not understand the reference.
that doesn't stop it being interesting, though, in particular when presented in film. from the fun of Back To The Future, the brilliance of Source Code and indeed the sheer audacity of the sadly never finished FlashForward, the concept of time travel seems for some reason to bring out the best in writers.
when i saw this poster, then, i was excited. i wasn't sure exactly what it would be about (bar the obvious), but i was sure i wanted to see it.
as it turns out, it was the last thing i expected it to be - a quirky, romantic comedy. this took me a bit by surprise, it has to be said, but in the end it did not diminish my enjoyment of the film. far from it, really - bar one major gripe, this is one of the most fabulous, enjoyable films i have seen in a while.
and that's your brief review. i will try to avoid them as much as i can, but please consider a big massive *** SPOILER WARNING *** to be in place for the rest of the review.
the film starts with a (best guess) late teens-early twenties girl called Darius giving over much of her life story in response to a basic question in a job interview. this is kind of important for the remainder of the film, as it establishes her character as a reliable, honest narrator. no Fight Club shenanigans here, then.
it soon turns out that Darius really needs a decent job as presently she's an intern with a magazine, and it's a lousy internship. there's a bit of a lucky break, however, as at the behest of the editor (her with the accomodating mouth out of that 24 series), a senior writer, Jeff, is sent to investigate a pecuilar advert (see the poster) to see if it is a hoax or genuine. he gets to take two interns, and thus selects Darius and Arnau, the latter apparently some sort of Indian exchange student.
it does not take them long to track down the man who placed the advert, a supermarket employee called Kenneth. it seems that Kenneth is mostly normal, just convinced that he has the ability to travel in time.
Jeff tries and fails to apply for the job of partner in travel, but Darius has more success.
Jeff then heads off on one of two missions, which is his own variant on time travel - tracking down an old flame via facebook in the hopes of rekindling a purely physical relationship. Jeff is, at least for most of the film, exceptionally shallow and rather cynical.
i seem to be simply recapping the film here. whoops, it won't go on like this for much longer i promise, hang in there.
as Jeff continues his pursuit of an old flame and Arnau mostly plays games on his laptop, Darius wins the trust of Kenneth and becomes his partner in the proposed time travel mission. this leads to a few training scenes, some feelings developing between the two and indeed some sensational moments of "obtaining parts" for time travel.
for the most part Kenneth is presented as a "likeable, innocent and perhaps deluded" character. at no point does the narrative encourage you to believe that Kenneth is actually capable of time travel or just simply disturbed, just leaving him seem, for the want of a better way of saying it, "normal".
that's the case, at least, until we are made aware of an official, presumably government interest in exactly what Kenneth can and cannot do.
is Kenneth really capable of time travel? will Darius follow him no matter what he does? well, you will kind of have to watch the film to find that out. that said, i refer you to the spoiler warning above, and advise you to skip the next paragraph if you haven't seen the film.
the genius of the film, and i think the reason why i love it, is the very subtle moments in the script that lead you to believe in the conclusion of the film, and indeed the comments in the advert. as stressed earlier, that Darius is established as a reliable narrator is important - her slight changes to certain stories and events as the film progresses hints at something. as other characters seem to have slight but important changes in outlook and descriptions it's hard to assume that it is anything but deliberate - those who didn't like the film will probably argue that it's all plot flaws in a badly written film. i disagree.
the major gripe? the other mission that Jeff is on, and the one that somewhat tarnishes the film. Jeff is convinced that Arnau is wasting his life away, and thus is intent on getting him to become "All American" via being drunk and losing his virginity. Arnau is presented as having absolutely no say in this.
Americans, do you wonder why a number around the world "hate" you and your perceived lifestyle? it's because of this sort of thing. at heart Safety Not Guaranteed is a liberal, feel-good romantic comedy, and yet even here we get this idea that every man in the world "wants to drink Bud and get laid by a cheerleader". it is a massive disappointment to find this tired, wrong cliche being presented here, and it is in no way presented with a sense of irony or criticism. it would be wonderful if one day an American film took a non-American and presented them with more authenticity, instead of pushing them as either the enemy or someone that needs to be converted to a certain way of American life.
that said, the disaster of the Jeff-Arnau plot is not enough to condemn this film. far from it. i've watched it twice in the space of a week, and could easily watch it again. the Darius and Kenneth story is just far too interesting and involving to let weaknesses elsewhere in the film distract you.
Safety Not Guaranteed is not likely to be either a big box office smash or an award winner. it is, however, likely to impress most of the people who see it. some will be dismissive, of course, presumably hoping that it was all rather more like Time Cop instead.
it's 90 or so minutes of strangely light-hearted, flawed but overall wonderful fun. it's now out on DVD, Blu Ray and if you are in a country that has it "online rental". i urge you to consider seriously getting it and watching, i really do not think you will be disappointed with, as it were, the time invested.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i have a peculiar love, or if you will fascination, with the concept of time travel. i suspect mostly it's due to the fact that it truly is impossible as it's usually presented. time, you see, doesn't exist. it's a man made concept that, like money, has a universal agreement and acceptance. one could not, for instance, type in a date and time on a computer in a DeLorean, because whatever forces could make time travel possible simply would not understand the reference.
that doesn't stop it being interesting, though, in particular when presented in film. from the fun of Back To The Future, the brilliance of Source Code and indeed the sheer audacity of the sadly never finished FlashForward, the concept of time travel seems for some reason to bring out the best in writers.
when i saw this poster, then, i was excited. i wasn't sure exactly what it would be about (bar the obvious), but i was sure i wanted to see it.
as it turns out, it was the last thing i expected it to be - a quirky, romantic comedy. this took me a bit by surprise, it has to be said, but in the end it did not diminish my enjoyment of the film. far from it, really - bar one major gripe, this is one of the most fabulous, enjoyable films i have seen in a while.
and that's your brief review. i will try to avoid them as much as i can, but please consider a big massive *** SPOILER WARNING *** to be in place for the rest of the review.
the film starts with a (best guess) late teens-early twenties girl called Darius giving over much of her life story in response to a basic question in a job interview. this is kind of important for the remainder of the film, as it establishes her character as a reliable, honest narrator. no Fight Club shenanigans here, then.
it soon turns out that Darius really needs a decent job as presently she's an intern with a magazine, and it's a lousy internship. there's a bit of a lucky break, however, as at the behest of the editor (her with the accomodating mouth out of that 24 series), a senior writer, Jeff, is sent to investigate a pecuilar advert (see the poster) to see if it is a hoax or genuine. he gets to take two interns, and thus selects Darius and Arnau, the latter apparently some sort of Indian exchange student.
it does not take them long to track down the man who placed the advert, a supermarket employee called Kenneth. it seems that Kenneth is mostly normal, just convinced that he has the ability to travel in time.
Jeff tries and fails to apply for the job of partner in travel, but Darius has more success.
Jeff then heads off on one of two missions, which is his own variant on time travel - tracking down an old flame via facebook in the hopes of rekindling a purely physical relationship. Jeff is, at least for most of the film, exceptionally shallow and rather cynical.
i seem to be simply recapping the film here. whoops, it won't go on like this for much longer i promise, hang in there.
as Jeff continues his pursuit of an old flame and Arnau mostly plays games on his laptop, Darius wins the trust of Kenneth and becomes his partner in the proposed time travel mission. this leads to a few training scenes, some feelings developing between the two and indeed some sensational moments of "obtaining parts" for time travel.
for the most part Kenneth is presented as a "likeable, innocent and perhaps deluded" character. at no point does the narrative encourage you to believe that Kenneth is actually capable of time travel or just simply disturbed, just leaving him seem, for the want of a better way of saying it, "normal".
that's the case, at least, until we are made aware of an official, presumably government interest in exactly what Kenneth can and cannot do.
is Kenneth really capable of time travel? will Darius follow him no matter what he does? well, you will kind of have to watch the film to find that out. that said, i refer you to the spoiler warning above, and advise you to skip the next paragraph if you haven't seen the film.
the genius of the film, and i think the reason why i love it, is the very subtle moments in the script that lead you to believe in the conclusion of the film, and indeed the comments in the advert. as stressed earlier, that Darius is established as a reliable narrator is important - her slight changes to certain stories and events as the film progresses hints at something. as other characters seem to have slight but important changes in outlook and descriptions it's hard to assume that it is anything but deliberate - those who didn't like the film will probably argue that it's all plot flaws in a badly written film. i disagree.
the major gripe? the other mission that Jeff is on, and the one that somewhat tarnishes the film. Jeff is convinced that Arnau is wasting his life away, and thus is intent on getting him to become "All American" via being drunk and losing his virginity. Arnau is presented as having absolutely no say in this.
Americans, do you wonder why a number around the world "hate" you and your perceived lifestyle? it's because of this sort of thing. at heart Safety Not Guaranteed is a liberal, feel-good romantic comedy, and yet even here we get this idea that every man in the world "wants to drink Bud and get laid by a cheerleader". it is a massive disappointment to find this tired, wrong cliche being presented here, and it is in no way presented with a sense of irony or criticism. it would be wonderful if one day an American film took a non-American and presented them with more authenticity, instead of pushing them as either the enemy or someone that needs to be converted to a certain way of American life.
that said, the disaster of the Jeff-Arnau plot is not enough to condemn this film. far from it. i've watched it twice in the space of a week, and could easily watch it again. the Darius and Kenneth story is just far too interesting and involving to let weaknesses elsewhere in the film distract you.
Safety Not Guaranteed is not likely to be either a big box office smash or an award winner. it is, however, likely to impress most of the people who see it. some will be dismissive, of course, presumably hoping that it was all rather more like Time Cop instead.
it's 90 or so minutes of strangely light-hearted, flawed but overall wonderful fun. it's now out on DVD, Blu Ray and if you are in a country that has it "online rental". i urge you to consider seriously getting it and watching, i really do not think you will be disappointed with, as it were, the time invested.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Friday, November 02, 2012
the world got what it waited for?
hi there
as i updated earlier on, tickets for the three shows that The Stone Roses announced for June 2013 went on sale today. i was most surprised when i logged in to the ticket sites an hour after the start of the sale to see this :
wow, not sold out straight away? what a change from last year!
it is only one show that is not sold out as such as yet, but going on the demand experienced this time last year for Heaton Park, i must say i am baffled as to how it has come to be that tickets remain for one of the shows. not sure if it is something to do with the fact that it is the one on the Friday you can get tickets for?
there can be next to no surprise that Glasgow Green sold out first and fast.
hey ho, nice one to all those that have got tickets, and fantastic that somehow if you want to go (and you know you want to) then you should be able to get tickets with more ease than we did this time last year!
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
as i updated earlier on, tickets for the three shows that The Stone Roses announced for June 2013 went on sale today. i was most surprised when i logged in to the ticket sites an hour after the start of the sale to see this :
wow, not sold out straight away? what a change from last year!
it is only one show that is not sold out as such as yet, but going on the demand experienced this time last year for Heaton Park, i must say i am baffled as to how it has come to be that tickets remain for one of the shows. not sure if it is something to do with the fact that it is the one on the Friday you can get tickets for?
there can be next to no surprise that Glasgow Green sold out first and fast.
hey ho, nice one to all those that have got tickets, and fantastic that somehow if you want to go (and you know you want to) then you should be able to get tickets with more ease than we did this time last year!
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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