Wednesday, 16 September 2009

Ill be home for Christmas and The Lost Child and second 101 Blog list for the previous years

It is 10am at the start of a new week and after going to bed very late of recent times I am still feeling sleepy, wondering what the day will bring, Going outside to place the rubbish bin the other side of garage door, it was cold enough not to be tempted by the clear blue sky and abandon what I am and need to do. What will this day otherwise bring? I switch on the TB early to find "Take That" singing I'd wait for Life, meaning waiting for someone to bring the singer writer into being, into life. I understand, that even if the sentiment is wrong, if you are unhappy with your experience then you should go in search for happiness, or should you? What are your commitments, duties, responsibilities to others? These may out weight whatever is the present state of feelings, the conditions of the environment. Does this mean never taking risks, gambling with your own future because it might adversely affect others? Songs and poems express our feelings but should never be taken as guides as to how we should live or the choices to be made. Only a thorough knowledge of all the issues and circumstances should govern decisions which affect the lives of others. I will review this statement in a while and see if I still have the same thoughts and opinions.

Channel Four has changed from wartime films to a sci fi at the start of the week. Michael Rennie will star again as the alien who comes to earth to help human kind only to be greeted with fear and aggression, until he meets a sympathetic woman. The Day the Earth Stood still failed to convince and disappointed those of us born too soon until the arrival of Star Trek and the subsequent contemporary electronic wizardry. Later Channel Four has a documentary on the original suicide bombers, The Kamikaze pilots of World War II. Later still there are several violent action movies on three terrestrial channels. Now I find I'll be home for Christmas, a contemporary made World War II family film probably made to help USA families when their sons and husbands are away from home in some war. The film does not feel anything like I remember and although there are moments when the loss of loved ones is remembered it is all sugar coasted and rose tinted suitable for a family audience. The title is that of a Bing Crosby song but some sixty or seventy other artists, many the most famous, have tried to cash in subsequently, and did,
Later there was the start of a film about a senior military man who authorised the use of Agent Orange in the Vietnam War having been assured it affected only vegetation and not human beings, Later his son develops incurable cancer and his grandson is also disabled. The film is based on a true situation. I decided to have a long hot bath hot bath and attend to my body. The experience is a good one and I clean the bath immediately afterwards and notice that the basin could also do with a cleanse. However I do not go as far as my aunt who shocked an occupational therapist who declared that she and my mother has to the most polished but dangerous bath in the land. I remember being bathed by my aunt in a tin bath in our living room, embarrassed because other members of the extended family were in and out of the room. It was only later that we had a bathroom with an individualistic water heater.

It was a bad day for the monarchy. It is the 56th day of

the Inquest into the death of Princess Diana and her lover at the time. His father poured out all his pent up frustration and beliefs about what happened and it will be interesting to see the extent of the reporting in the press tomorrow although there has been extensive reporting of his words. Because they are so over the top and far fetched all that will happen is that he will be discredited with far reaching significance. At 9pm there was a showing of a series about a fictitious young king, his younger brother, his neurotic sister, and a continuing and manipulating Queen Widow. This is an anti monarchist and anti palace staff dangerous piece of nonsense as it gets. The writing is abysmal but the actors do their best. Even more preposterous was the late night film Chain of Command in which a US President arranges a meeting with an ambitious political gangster in a situation where the bodyguards of the two lots of bodyguards do not keep their weapons allowing for one lot to nearly take over the other, and to first open the mobile launching box and for the President to launch one nuclear weapon on Beijing with the consequence that Washington is also obliterated in retaliation, but further disaster is averted by the action of one security officer who carries out the letter of his instructions to guard the mobile Doomsday unit, even if this means immobilising the President. The film is based on the assumption that one security officer would abdicate his position and open the unit because his wife and family were under immediate threat.

Recently the Australian prime Minister apologise for the policy FO removing aboriginal children from their parents and cultures against the wishes of their parents. This after there was a film about a similar approach in the USA when children of Indian Americans were also removed and sold to be brought up by white American families. The subject of this film, The Lost Child, is the discovery of the background by one of the children, after she has married and has children of her own, together with the impact of this on her family as she returns to the contemporary reservation and attempts to find her roots and origins. The interesting aspect of the film for me is that she and her family also have an impact on her extended family and community. The parallels between her situation and my own are significant as the native Gibraltarians, and Maltese are a unique people, the Maltese living on a south on an island the size of the Isle of Wight, between Italy, Greece and North Africa and Gibraltar almost an Island Rock gateway to the Mediterranean and Suez Canal, with its small population nestling around parts of its coastline. Interestingly I have been putting together the limited available documentation about myself. There is so little, my mother having destroyed her papers as her illness developed much to the distress of my aunt, and her premature and preventable death prevented the opportunity of my being able to talk to her about my roots and her own experience. I still feel the child no one wanted other than my aunt, kept secret and deprived of my natural homeland and their culture and heritage.

The second 100.75 MySpace Blogs List
101.75 My Space List
102 Three memories which may last 12.06.2007
103 Monsoon weather 13.06.2007
104 Falklands and the White Countess 14.06.2007
105 Cimbatta in the rain 15.06.2007
106 If I was God I would not have 16.06.2007
107 Performances 17.06.2007
108 The Draughtsman's Contract . 18.06.2007
109 1234 19.06.2007
110 A fine Romance 21.06.2007
111 Somewhere between fantasy and 22.06.2007
112 Glastonbury 23.06.2007
113 Nothing much notes 24.06.2007
114 Extremes and Passion Fantastique 25.06.2007
115 Changes in government 26.06.2007
116 Parting Notesday 27.06.2007
117 Anti social behavioural disorder 28.06.2007
118 Memory Lane Film Disaster 29.06.2007
119 Tate Modern Passionate Dance 01.07.2007
120 Diana the Concert 02.07.2007
121 Anything Goes 03.07.2007
122 The Freedom not to believe 04.07.2007
123 Fanny and Alexander part one 05.07.2007
124 Summer wine 21.07.2007
125 Self Congratulations 22.07.2007
126 Biblical Weather 23.07.2007
127 Film Notes 25.07.2007
128 Film Notes for a future generation 24.07.2007
129 A short walk around Trow Rocks 25.07.2007
130 An evening with Diana Melly 26.07.2007
131 We should talk 27.07.2007
132 An Intrusion upon private grief 28.07.2007
133 Grecian waters 29.07.2007
133 Big brother changes my Day 30.07.2007
134 Novel 2007 1 02.08.2007
135 A walk back in time 03.08.2007
136 Big Brother 184 2007 04.08.2007
137 Novel 2007 Chapter 1 continued 05.08.2007
138 Super Sunday 06.08.2007
139 Not a good Day 07.08.2007
140 Whitburn Colliery 08.08.2007
141 My Mother into hospital 11.08.2007
142 Davies, Freud Temple Park 12.08.2007
143 A rant possibly about institution 14.08.2007
144 Ingmar Bergman creative genius 15.08.2007
145 Déjà vu 18.08.2007
146 A Minor Miracle 19.08.2007
147 Martin Scorsese 20.08.2007
148 Seaburn promenade Lambton Worm 21.08.2007
149 Procrastination 22.08.2007
150 Roker Park 24.08.2007
151 Roker Beach 25.08.2007
152 Death in Variance forms 26.08.2007
153 The River Wearmouth 27.08.2007
154 St Peters Glass Centre University 28.08.2007
155 Sunderland Old Town 29.08.2007
156 Rivera 1 30.08.2007
157 Steel Galleon L Strada one man band 31.08.2007
158 Riverside morning 01.09.2007
159 Myths and Legends 02.09.2007
160 Films of varying quality and signif 03.09.2007
161 Cleadon Hills 04.09.2007
162 Wow Days Jarrow 06.09.2007
163 Wow Newcastle Theatreland 08.09.2007
164 Wow Saturday 09.09.2007
165 Rick Rescorla 10.09.2007
166 Pray to St Joseph 12.09.2007
167 Prayer for Mabel 14.09.2007
168 Apocalypto 16.09.2007
169 WOW QE2 17.09.2007
170 Sunday Newspapers 1 18.09.2007

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