What’s occurring this week in the world of the DHW & beyond then?
Well there’s this: – Dingo case reopens in Australia
I have to say that after a stay on Fraser Island surrounded by dingoes back in ’97 I have no doubt that the wild & wily, wiry, thieving canines are more than capable of taking a baby from a tent! I can still picture them as if it was yesterday, watching me from the scrubland, as I took a piss in the dunes after dark.
This week, my televisual delectation included watching (with mounting disbelief) a DVD bought for my 7 year old for her birthday (by her Dad) called ‘Sucker Punch’ IMDB – Sucker Punch
Brief synopsis being that the chick from ‘Lemony Snicket’s Series of Unfortunate Events’ goes blonde, gets her hold-ups on & an Ann Summers style sailor suit & dances, stabs, shoots and maims her way out of a mental institute/bordello (it’s hard to keep track). She is assisted in this fantasy quest by several scantily clad pals (equally disturbingly, one of them is the chick from ‘High School Musical’).
The kids enjoyed the science fantasy graphic novel CGI fight sequences but I have to say… I was slightly disturbed by the dark sexual undertones. Nor was I convinced that the message of;- hot pants, leather bodice, hold ups & a samurai sword = brave heroine and role model was the right one to set an easily influenced 7 year old. She thought she was Kung Fu Panda for 2 months after we saw that movie FFS! & lest we forget the time her class teacher spoke to me about her trying to use telekinetic powers on her after she watched ‘Matilda’. Needless to say the DVD has been tidied away so it can’t be watched again until she is 15.
I was mightily amused by ‘Big Fat Gypsy Wedding’ where ‘Mary Margaret’ (or whatever) waxed lyrical one minute about life on the open road. How a traveller’s life is always on the move, as she cooked her roast in a 200-year-old Romany cooking pot and banged on about how keeping a horse outside your house was no different from keeping a cat or a dog. Within half an hour, she was showing us around her new house in Armley with a 52inch plasma on the wall and converting the cellar into a solarium & gym. The horse was nowhere to be seen!
This story in the news amused me when a local MP, a recent visitor to my children’s school when he came with Pudsey Bear, was caught up in a brawl in the House of Commons bar and got headbutted:
Speculation that the incident was caused due to the 2 men fighting over who’s turn it was to have a go in the Bear suit next are, as yet, unsubstantiated.
I was also highly entertained to hear that a friend of mine has surpassed even me, in the social awkwardness stakes on a recent trip to London, when she confessed on Facebook, to not only falling into someone on a downward escalator while ogling a minor celebrity, thus causing a domino effect of tumbling commuters. To top that, she also barfed on a complete stranger on the tube because he smelled bad.
You couldn’t make this shit up! God love ya Mooders. Comedy gold babe!