So robot?

OK, lets start off with the amusing moment today, the first of my wig ‘collection’ arrived today, the cheapest I’m buying (though NHS backed one will be free, as on benefits), the silver bob wig. In truth, its what you would expect for £7, or there about, it will do fine as a fun wig, but its not going to win any prizes for quality, thats for sure. I was actually going to put it on today, and see if Eric (the landlord) even noticed, but because my hair hasnt been cut for just over 7 months, its now too long for a bob length wig, and too full for a wig to sit over it, so never mind… But yes, I will have to wait for the better quality redhead wigs to arrive in next few days, before getting shorn of hair, for sure. The last, the blonde bob wig, care of NHS/McMillan Cancer service, not until the 24th, when next on a definite visit to Leeds hospital before radiotherapy begins, as meeting team treating me that day. In theory I have a Occupational Therapy session before then, but as I dont yet have the rearranged date for that, taken the safe option on date.

I could go to my usual hairdresser round the corner, and get my hair done by her, but in truth, the weather around here recently has been wetter than what Noah faced aboard the Ark, and also, despite my mobility improving slightly lately, its not perfect, and is about 400-600 yards each way, so probably beyond me at the moment. 100-200 yards to the post box, yes, can now manage, but hairdresser far…?

The thing is, I was thinking that I was only likely to do the full robot look indoors with the wig, in which case a new (all my current ones are old, and in less than perfect condition) shiny Zentai/Lycra suit would have been fine, as figure hugging wouldnt matter all that much, but then someone suggested I should go outside, a la robot, and fine, that sort of challenge to an actress like me, oh please…how can I resist?

Snag is, at 61, with a bit of middle aged tummy, going out, even to the front gate, let alone further, in a figure hugging outfit, well…? Oh fine, I joke about wearing a latex catsuit, and would in private, given the chance, but winter is coming, and that would be in public, so… Dont get me wrong, I’ll do it, in the right robot suit, but something like that needs something not figure hugging, and at this time of year, probably with some lining too, all of which is going to be far more complex to get, to put it mildly. But if I can find, or be provided with such an item, oh yes, would be great fun to do.

I have to admit it, my friend Angie posted a great picture of a 6 ft tall beaver suit this morning, full body enclosing, which looked great fun. Now, if that had been a similar suit, in robot look, I might have been tempted, even at a price I really, really cant afford, but anyway… Still, if anyone knows of such a robot suit, in the UK, then please, an old lady, even if just to wear it once, well…?

Right, video time. I actually have a Police (pop group) story I can tell, that might amuse some. Back around 1979 (judging by singles discography) some friends of mine at the time were asked to be the band for one of those singers (cant remember who) who could sing, but had no touring band to do a few little concerts, which they did. The thing is, for reasons best known to the promoters, the last concert was an outdoor one in Inverness, so they were looking for a band to play a short set before the star turn, and my friends were asked if they knew anyone who might be interested in doing so. Well, they’d worked with this group who had released 2 or 3 singles previously, with little to no chart success (highest reached 42), called, yes, you’ve guessed it, Police.

Concert was done, Roxanne was re-released, got to number 12 in the charts second time round, and the rest was history! This isnt Roxanne, but one of those other early singles, with a one word tweak for the blog title, lol

 

 

Justice for Hillsborough 96

I apologise for not going with the normal flow of things here tonight, but I couldnt think of anything mind control related that I could discuss (feel free to suggest as a comment), and I’ve pretty well worn out everything else of late. So, given that the result of the inquiry into that awful day in 1989, was announced yesterday, and there was plenty of fallout today, lets roll with that.

Given that the only soccer team I’ve ever followed was Bradford City, who suffered a tragic fire at their stadium in 1985, I know how awful it must be for the families of those who lose people in these tragedies. When I say, follow, it pretty tenuous, as I havent barely looked at any soccer in over a decade, apart from a couple of remarkable events. One of which was Bradford making a cup final, in recent times, but anyway…

What I do remember, was that in 1989, at an FA Cup Semi Final in Sheffield (they play these things at a neutral venue), 96 Liverpool supporters sadly lost their lives, as they got crushed to death, as the police allowed excess numbers of people into the stand. I can say that safely now, because yesterday, finally, after 27 years, an inquiry decided that South Yorkshire Police were to blame for these events, and not anyone else, as they opened the gates, and thousands of people literally flooded into one small area of stands.

To know that its taken this long for justice to be done, is sad. But given that most of the reason for that has been a police cover up, only makes it more shameful. Anyway, today, the current Chief Constable of the force has been suspended from duty, probably forever, as he was due to retire at the end of this year. You may be asking why he’s going like this, when he wasnt here in 1989, I hear you say? Well, because for the last 4 years, he’s been putting up a campaign to discredit the football supporters on that day, and blame them, and not his police force, even though all signs signaled that wasnt the case. The only shame, he continues to get paid for now, an injustice, for sure.

The only blessing for those poor families, is that it is finally over, and sorted. But isnt it awful that because of the Police, trying to avoid admitting the truth about events, its taken this long? But finally…

As to the video, some might say its not an apt choice, given the nature of the lyrics. But the idea of Police, singing about losing people, just seemed loaded with irony.

RIP, those 96 unfortunate people

Jersey day 6 – Please don’t post your views anywhere near me!

In terms of exciting news about my day here on Jersey, there isnt much. Did a circular tour of the island by coach (pretty much the only way for non drivers to see north, and north east coastlines), which was nice, and at least gave me the chance to say goodbye (for now, for certain, maybe forever?) to most of the island. Tomorrow, St Helier will get the same treatment, though I will go back past the edge of town, on the way to the airport on Saturday.

No, I honestly have no idea when, or if I will be back. If it comes to a 32 year break, I will be 88 (if still alive?), so I doubt I will be back then. Clearly, when I finish work, and the cost of insurance for medical reasons to the US gets prohibitive, well who knows? But for the foreseeable future at least, for most of Jersey, today was it.

But no, as you might have guessed, that delightful trip is not what the title of the blog refers to.

Given that this blog seems to have a large North American dominance (as opposed to mine, which seems UK, and Ireland strong), I will explain it. Today, in this country, we were holding elections for the next European parliament. Amongst the far right parties, there is one that currently gets extra notoriety, UKIP, or the UK independence party for full. Their logic is in their title, they want the UK out of Europe! Fine, I can understand some feeling the same way about things, even if I disagree myself. Unfortunately, this party, and its candidates are of the worst, right wing, racist, homophobic types on the whole. I’m sure not every one is, but, it might be a close run thing! So me, and most of my friends hate them with a vengeance.

Tonight, when I got home, and logged into Facebook, what did I find? One of my so called friends (no one I know, one of those mutual friend picks, I assume?) shouting proudly about having voted for UKIP, which I might just about live with, but also adding some ‘wonderful’ homophobic remarks after that! Unsurprisingly, he’s no longer a Facebook friend!

Well fine, my Facebook account gives no hint to me being bisexual, lesbian, or anything akin (I’m asexual, but if I had to define, it would be one of those I’d use, I guess?), but regardless, I want no friend who is homophobic, real life, Facebook, or otherwise!

So please, do me a favour, if you are homophobic in any way, dont send me a Facebook friend request, on the Merry Brooks account. If you’re already there, and are homophobic, please, please unfriend me, I dont want you.

OK, rant over, lets just say this video sums up my feelings about this guy

Spirits in the material world?

Ah, lets get on to a subject of popular debate, and one loosely linked to my holiday in September, as you will see shortly. Is there really such a thing as ghosts, or is it just imagination…or alcohol?

No, I’m not going to go off on the whole haunted house thing, I’m totally non committal on the whole affair anyway, but I’ve heard a few tales.

As far as I know, I’ve never seen a ghost, but how can you be sure? You pass so many people on the street, or in busy buildings, how are you to know if they are truly flesh and blood…or just a spirit passing by? Fine, the likelihood is 99.9% certain they are real, but…can you be totally sure?

As I say, I’m torn, though I’ve never seen a ghost (to my knowledge), I have certainly felt a presence in a room, when nobody else has been there, so…? Your call!

So how does this relate to me, and my Kansas holiday, you might ask? Obvious answer, Jean Harlow!

I am never sure how much credence to put into these stories, but given there have been supposedly a number of sightings of her ghost, in her Westwood home, in California, well…? Does her spirit still walk this world, in that home, where one of her husbands met a mysterious death? No, it isnt believed that Jean killed him herself, general views are either suicide, or his former wife, but…her ghost? From comments I’ve read, her ghost is quite a character, assuming its her, and assuming they are true sightings.

But sadly, unless her ghost decides to pay a visit home to Kansas City, in mid September, I will never know! Obviously I would be thrilled if she did, but even if the stories are true, I assume she’s tied to that house in California? But if she can travel, the option to visit, or to stay in my body, her call!

But until I meet a ghost, for real, I’m keeping my options open. Oh, the dates, if you’re reading this, Jean. I’ll be in Kansas City (and the locality) from 13th, until the 20th of September, and I’d love to meet you. Maybe I could discover just how much of a lookalike I am! But seriously, no, I dont expect it to happen, but a girl can dream.

I will also have the thrill of a visit to Cherryvale, the birthplace of Louise Brooks to look forward to as well, cant wait. And no, I’ve heard no stories at all of her ghost roaming the world.

The video, rather apt, despite the song being against the government of the time, and nothing to do with ghosts!