London 2012. Saturday & Sunday.

I don’t seem to have any photos of Saturday…we spent the day in Greenwich lunching, boozing and walking. I like Greenwich…I think if I HAD to live in London, I would live there or quite near.

The photos are from Sunday…we went out to lunch, following our trusty CAMRA pub walks guide and called in a few other places as well. The church bells were ringing as we passed Southwark Cathedral and I felt great sympathy for the actors at The Globe trying to perform their last matinee of Twelfth Night!  Loved Borough Market and would have liked to re-visit when it was open. Also the WW2 museum had some wonderful posters outside and I would like to have gone in, but they were closing. We passed The London Dungeon several times but I’m a very squeamish person so I don’t think I want to see torture as entertainment….so many more interesting places to go!

 

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November IS Movember…

   

Growing a moustache or ‘Mo’, is not really something you would associate with the female of the species, but I’ve decided to do just that!

Why would you want to do that? Movember is a movement that has been raising money for mens’ health for a number of years now. The donations will be used for research into testicular cancer and other health issues particular to men.

How are YOU going to grow a moustache you may ask? Well….I’m going to KNIT one!!!!!! I’ll have to knit ones in different sizes, a little bigger each time and then post a photo on my Mospace every week. I also saw some Mobrothers and ‘sistas who were raising money by drawing cartoons of you with a Mo. I’ve had a cartoon done and you can see that above and on my Mospace now.

If you would like to donate some money to my page, please do, that is if you think my Mo is OK:)

My Mospace

If you’re female and would like to join in, you can follow the links on my Mospace to register and google ‘knitted moustache’…..it’s surprising how many patterns there are! Failing that, you could persuade the men in your life to join in…there’s still time!

 

Twelfth Night….the movie

Welcome to my first post published on my new PC! I’ve been fiddling about with files on ‘easy transfer’ and have found a few additions to my Fryday photos that I hadn’t noticed….. a photo of Malvolio asking Aguecheek and Belch to stop cavorting and a video clip taken by mistake!! It is only just over a minute long, so blink and you’ll miss it. All these photos were taken with my tiny Nokia mobile…..just a bit of fun 🙂 I also forgot to buy some speakers, so I hope the music soundtrack is OK…..speakers and video cam are expected to arrive in the next few days!

12thNightthemovie.wlmp from Irene Fitzpatrick on Vimeo.

London 2012. Thursday was Fryday…..

All my anticipation and anxious excitement were centred on this one day…..renamed Fryday. I had been looking forward to this trip since Mr Fry tweeted from New Zealand that he was to play Malvolio in Twelfth Night at the Globe Theatre in London. I booked the tickets for DH and I immediately that night and then started to plan a holiday in October around the event. We had been Fryophiles from the late ’80s when we slumped on the settee every evening exhausted from working and bringing up two lively children…..this was our chance to relax and have a laugh 🙂 ‘Fry and Laurie’ and ‘Jeeves and Wooster’ were our favourites. So, seeing Mr Fry ‘live’ in a play and seeing a Shakespeare play performed at the Globe were two of my ‘to do’ list ticked off!

The weather was rather grey and misty which meant that my ‘point & shoot’ camera was taking everything by flash, but I did manage to take a few photos before we had lunch at the Thameside Inn. It was a matinee performance so we had to be in our seats by 2pm. When we arrived the excitement of the crowd was tangible and it seemed to take forever to get to our seats for which we paid £32 each plus £1 each for a cushion (DH hired 2…1 for each cheek :)) and £6 each for a backrest…..the seats are wooden benches as they would have been in Shakespeare’s time and were VERY uncomfortable even with the cushion and backrest! At the interval, I almost envied the ‘groundlings’ as they sat on the floor before having to stand again. A little run up and down the steps and round the yard was called for to bring circulation and feeling back to the nether regions of my anatomy!

The play was MARVELOUS and Mr Fry was so lovely, especially in his Wee Willy Winky nightshirt and later his cross-gartered, yellow stockings. All the actors seemed to enjoy the play and there were several standing ovations at the end of the performance….all in all, the stuff of dreams 🙂

One thing that wouldn’t have been there in Shakespeare’s time was the hearing loop….I wear an aid in each ear and when in crowds, I often have to ‘switch off’ because the effect is too confusing but I could hear the dialogue clearly and could even hear the rustling of Mark Rylance’s dress as he seemingly appeared to float around the stage…EXCELLENT!

I very naughtily took a few photos with my mobile, so I have included them in the slide show….they’re not very clear but still, they evoke WONDERFUL memories 🙂

 

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Houses and Gardens

We visited some beautiful houses and gardens on our holiday and also one I think might be that of the actor, writer & TV personality Stephen Fry……I think……or so I’ve been told……

 

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“I buried a lot of my ironing”…..

…..”in the back yard”. Phyllis Diller.

I had such a low mood today that I actually PLANNED to do some ironing. In fact so low, I just had to take some photos of the fact that I actually did some. This is how it went:-

Start time 15-40.

HUGE pile of ironing.

Took pity on DH and did more of his clothes and some easy, rectangular type things watching Stephen Fry talking about “What I wish I’d known when I was 18”

Stephen Fry on laptop.

Then listened to The Dixie Chicks Album ‘Taking the long way round’, but not all of it….by 16-40 I’d had enough and felt wobbly and shaky and had backache!

Doesn't look much does it?

There’s still a pile left on the bed so when I found the quote about ironing, I was tempted to do the same. A friend on facebook posted this photo recently and I thought I would follow this in future:-

This is the problem with depression….feeling guilty and worthless when you feel you can’t do the ordinary things in life. DH had suggested that we send the ironing to the ‘Iron Inn’  a local service that collects the crumpled laundry and brings it back neatly pressed with shirts on hangers. Then I could return to my system of ironing the day after drying….spendid idea that I initially agreed to and felt relieved! BUT relief turned to guilt, feeling that I was a hopeless housewife and that I should do it myself. Ah well, at least some of it IS done now. I remember, way back in the mists of time, when starting something would have spurred me on to finish and I would feel good about myself….I just wish I could feel that way again…….