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23 Jan 2012
... because we are doing the shoot for the Alternative Miss Ireland. Which means a slow blog today because my usual blogging time is being taken up by making this pig-dog-man-woman into something photgraphable. After all, there's only so much Photoshop can handle.
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20 Jan 2012
A few people have said to me since The Artist blew up that the actress Missi Pyle reminds them of me. Obviously she's a thousand times more beautiful but I do know what they mean because I think she's the spit of my younger sister.
Though speaking of look-a-likes, check out this Pantiganger that my friend Aaron photographed in London somewhere. For a moment even I was trying to remember which Hallowe'en I worked a Liza wig and a matt eye.
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19 Jan 2012
... you find yourself repairing an old tit with a wartime spirit of make and make do. Next I'll be staining my legs with Oxo and drawing a seam down the back with a piece of coal.
Despite appearances, the horrible damage you see wasn't the result of a shark attack - rather Penny's friend Rebel, another Jack Russell, decided he was a boob man.
(Mick McCarthy is like, "What the...?!")
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18 Jan 2012
... with Penny, Veda and Veda's pooch Ziggy. And the cruising homosexuals in the dunes of course. We waved.
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14 Jan 2012
So I've given Penny money for coffee and a scone and told her to be back by teatime. I'm off to the pub.
UPDATE: She texed me this pic from her walk.
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09 Jan 2012
Just about. I had a lovely time in London with old friends, but back to the cross-dressed grindstone now. Normal service will be resumed tomorrow.
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23 Dec 2011
I am off to Mayo for a few days in the morning, and have plans this evening - despite this rotten cold I'm trying to beat in to submission with a pharmacy-load of drugs.
So, I'll be taking a few days off from the blog - and even when I get back, things will be slow for a while. My old friend (and sometimes foreign correspondent for the blog) Angelo is coming to visit from New York so I'll be hanging out rather than blogging much, and we're going to London for a few days early in the new year.
Anygay, hope you all have a lovely Christmas/New Year/Hanukkah/what-ever-you're-having-yourself. Later bitches.
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01 Dec 2011
Last night my gay @thisispopbaby took me to dinner and then to the opening of the Abbey Theatre's new production, Roddy Doyle's The Government Inspector. (My gays are being lovely to me recently - if I didn't know better I'd think they were after something)
Of course @thisispopbaby is one of the rising stars of Irish theatre so he's on the Abbey's invite list anyway, but seeing as the Abbey will be mounting a production - the world premier Dahlinks! - of his musical Alice In Funderland next Spring, I was joking with him as we made our way to the theatre about whether his seats would have improved. It's lovely to be invited no matter where your sitting, but in the past we've usually been down the back and now that he's a big shot (the national theatre mounting a full scale production of your work, and it being the first musical they've touched in tears is a very big deal in the theatre world, Kids. It's all very exciting) well, I giggled, maybe we'll be moved up a few rows?
And lo and behold when we picked up the tickets they were for Door 1. We'd never been Door 1 types before. I was right. @thisispopbaby's seats have improved!
We had a drink at the bar and as you can imagine, what with it being opening night at the Abbey for a Roddy Doyle play it was a veritable szhmooze-who of the great and good from the RTE Guide. Aonghus McAnally! Somebody else off the telly! Even a minister or two.
Anyway when the time came to take our seats... well! Our seats hadn't just improved - they were practically the best seats in the house! Hell they were the best seats in the house! Quarter way back, in the middle on the aisle, front row of the "rake". "Good Dolly!", I said to @thisispopbaby, "either you've arrived or they've given you the wrong seats. But I'm not moving!" Nope. Not moving. No way José. I may never leave. I was born to be quarter way back, middle, on the aisle.
The seats around us started to fill up. A man sits down beside me. It's only bloody Pat Kenny. Some people sit down in the row front of us. It's only bloody Uncle Gaybo and Kathleen!
Then a man stands up at the front. "Ladies and gentlemen", he said (studiously avoiding my eyes when he said "Ladies"), "Uachtarán Na hEireann!". In walks our new tiny President and the First Lady, and to a standing applause, they walk with the aide-de-camp and sit in the seats directly behind us! And I mean directly behind us. If President Higgins was regular sized his knees would have been sticking in to @thisispopbaby's back, and luckily for the First Lady I was wearing my hair in a loose knot or she wouldn't have been able to see a thing.
While we were standing and clapping I caught sight of Senator Norris a few rows back and half expected him to burst in to "It Should'a Been Me!". Bet he was ragin' about our seats too.
At the end of the evening as the actors were taking their bows, I scrambled out my phone, and probably breaking all sorts of protocol for which I'll be barred from the Abbey for ever more, I took a sneaky pic of our new president as he stood up to leave. @thisispopbaby gave out to me. Now that he's part of the establishment he wants me to behave in public, but I said "How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?", to which he admitted, "A flibbertijibbet! A will-o'-the wisp! A clown!"
Here's my bold pic. As you can see from my shoulder, I was seasonally dressed.
Anyway, how was the show? It was great! It's an adaptation by Roddy Doyle of the Russian classic The Government Inspector by Nikolai Gogol. It's "rollicking good fun" as they say, and feels perfect for this time of year. The people involved might not love me for describing it as a kind of pantomime for adults, but I mean that really positively. There are plenty of laughs, packed with up-to-date satire like a panto (there are brown envelopes, money resting in accounts, "mental reservations", cheese...), elements of physical comedy, slap-stick, farce, mix-ups and out-sized characters.
Set in a provincial Russian town pre revolution, the corrupt Mayor and his cohorts are panicked by th impending visit of a government inpector from the capital, and mistakenly identify a feckless, callow, broke, youthful gambler as the big man who they then try to impress and buy off.
There are some terrific performances from a cast of top class Irish talent, and the clever set constantly gives you more to look at. Never a dull moment, thoroughly enjoyable. And you know if your parents could do with a treat, a night out, it's perfect for that. Smart fun, well done.
Here's Roddy Doyle talking about the adaptation.
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01 Dec 2011
Usually, living above the National lottery head office means peole from the country with bottles of champagne and giant cheques under my window, but today it means a giant snow globe and a couple of comely models dressed in Santa-esque clothes draped over a snowman. Expect to see them in the Evening Herald later.
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30 Oct 2011
It being Hallowe'en an' all, myself and Penny went with our friends Phillip and Adam to Glasnevin Cemetary this afternoon, where roughly 1.5 million Dubliners are burried. If you've never been I highly reccomend it. Apart from the impressive tombs and mausoleums of various people of note (everyobe from Casement to Parnell to Collins to Maude Gonne to Daniel O'Connell's impressive tomb topped off with a huge round tower) it's really atmospheric and stuffed with fascinating statuary, headstones, undreground tombs, follies... and if that's not enough there's a cafe. We opted to just explore for ourselves but you can get guided tours, and round Hallowe'en there are spooky storytellers and other stuff going on. At one point we passed a large group gathered round a grave who suddenly burst into applause (I assume to thank a guide or something) and Adam looked up and said, "She must have been a real bitch!".
It was a fun day. We spent a lot of it trying to peer through cracks or holes in to tombs, trying to see a body for the day that was in it, but to no avail. So insted we tried to ake spooky photos:
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