I love-love-a-love films where famous film stars play blind people. Badly. They stare at fixed points. They have very stiff necks, they turn their bodies slowly and carefully like they are very, very old…or zombiefied. This is called ‘doing blind’.Usually their character’s blindness means they seem a little learning impaired. Certainly they have been horribly abused or suffered great trauma so are withdrawn and tend to sit silently in rooms and scare people. They can be bitter. But really, once […]
Airpors R Us
There is a woman on telly. She is trying to get from Gori to Tbilisi. The car she was in swerved and turned over and they are all lucky to be alive. Her hands shake and she touches her chest as if to reassure herself her heart is beating. On the other channel is a programme hosted by a female twit with a desperate lear. Its called ‘The British Suck in Bed.’ I think the title is supposed to be […]
Clouded Vision
Today my eyes are full of smoke and cotton wool and just a short walk out of the house leaves me nervy and stressed.A middle aged American woman runs over to me ‘Excuse me, excuse me?’I think she is going to ask me about my cane or why I am lurching around instead of walking straight but she looks past my face…she is pointing at my feet.. At my sandals actually.‘Please’ she is desperate. ‘May I ask where you got […]
Chips on shoulder
Apologies for not much blog this week. I have been fretting over money and job applications and haven’t been able to write anything without whining. Upside of being broke: Reacquainting oneself with the marvels of the potato. Rediscovering the needle and thread. Even more quality time at home. Downside of being broke: Cutting down on loose men and liquor. Becoming allergic to potatoes. Not being able to sew
Confidence Tricks
It is a very hot day and the woman who is leading the session for us long term, dole scum is fixated with the air conditioner. She is a large red-faced, golden haired, small -eyed woman in her mid 20’s who keeps informing us, for no particular reason ,that she was in the Girl Guides. She is breath takingly patronising and embodies the word ‘bustle’.When later we learn she rows and mentors a group of army cadets a slow sad […]
Saturday night and i aint got no body.
Summer on a Saturday night. I stand in my garden where all to me is a beautiful indeterminate, soft, green fuzz. In the neighbours’ gardens children sing and play and adults bang hammers and light fires; the smell of burnt sausages and tizz- crack of cans all around. I should be watching the film on the DVD. It is on and playing but I can’t be still. Much as I love being alone NO ONE is that happy about being […]