Joyce Grenfell and gentle humour

31 10 2012

This morning I woke up with Joyce Grenfell’s “Old Tyme Dancing” stuck in my head and it’s been on “one long whirl” in there ever since. It’s a great song for cycling up hills – the rhythm is just right!

We didn’t grow up with pop music. The closest we had was one tape of The Pogues’ greatest hits and a couple of Seekers and Boney M tracks that were on the end of a tape my grandparents made me.

We had Geordie folk music, children’s songs (mainly those to be found in Alice B Gomme’s Traditional Games), audio books and Joyce Grenfell. I was 12 or 13 when I started listening to local radio and bought my first Now… cassettes.

I’m glad. While I do enjoy pop (in fairly loose terms) in the car every now and again and am easily caught up in the catchy tunes, I soon become infuriated by the lyrics (why so much about partying and dancing on tables?  The last time I remember dancing on a table was at a friend’s fourth birthday and we were swiftly reminded we weren’t babies and made to get down).

I miss the likes of Joyce. Her songs and monologues are so well-observed and the humour is gentle. While smiling at the plights of the long-suffering nursery school teacher and Mrs Fanshaw and Mrs Tiverton, you also feel solidarity with and sympathy for them.

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What Is Reality? Unplug Yourself and See

29 06 2012

Recently, I have been cycling to work and it has given me more of an opportunity to look at the other commuters then driving did.

I have noticed that the vast majority of them are plugged into some form of media, one way or another.Pedestrians and cyclists have headphones. Many of those in cars appear to be singing along or are laughing at what I presume to be the radio, although it is entirely possible that it’s the sight of my cycling attire that is tickling them. I suppose shorts, a neon cagoule and a pink and white scarf tied around my face does look a tad eccentric, especially when it’s raining. So far it has prevented me from being run over and reduced the amount of time spent sneezing upon arrival at work, so there is something to say for it.

I digress.

Perhaps my view of things is a little skewed, but it seems to me that people can’t have time to think. They are flooded with media.

Continued on the Huffington Post.





Sherlock Holmes and Agatha Christie

28 07 2011

I am actually rather enjoying the Sherlock series running on the BBC at the moment. They’ve done quite a good job of updating it, but the spirit of it is quite true to the original. Good fun.

I’ve been reading an Agatha Christie, The Secret Adversary, on my phone. There are some really quite amazingly racist, sexist and classist statements in it. Seeing how mainstream views like that were so recently does serve to remind how far we’ve comein a relatively short time. Still a good way to go, of course, but there’s always room for improvement in everything.

I’ve been playing round a bit with a few of the apps I downloaded the other day. I cropped and tweaked this picture in Photoshop Express.

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Children’s Perception of Fame and the Media

3 06 2011

They have been running a short-story competition for children on the Chris Evans Breakfast Show on BBC Radio 2. The competition was open to anyone under the age of 13 and, encouragingly, there were over 30,000 entries.

As I was driving this morning, I heard the second place entry from the age 10 – 13 category being read out by Alexandra Burke. It is entitled Charlotte Johnson and was written by Kerry Maxwell, age 12. I was really impressed by it – please take the time to follow the link and read the story in full; it really is very good. I will be reading the other entries this weekend. The standard of writing is fantastic.

The story is about a girl called Charlotte Johnson who loved acting, dancing and singing, wanted to be world-famous and was waiting to go on stage at a local talent show. She went outside to get some fresh air and wandered off. A man purporting to be a talent scout pulled over to ask for directions. She got in his car to show him the way. I will let Kerry finish the story:

That night, at nine thirty, the whole of England knew Charlotte Johnson. By that time the next morning, so did the whole world.

Although Charlotte was not a dancer, or a singer, or a movie star, she had her own television programme.

It was called:

Charlotte Johnson: The Girl who never came Home.

What really impressed me about this story was that, although it was set at a talent show, it didn’t follow the hero(ine)-overcomes-obstacles-and-gets-fame-and-adulation-against-the-odds path.

While it may not be the case for Kerry, it seems that the quest for fame and adulation is high on the agenda for today’s children and teenagers. According to The Times (March 14, 2008):

Children are turning away from schoolwork because they see education as unhelpful to their ambition to become rich and famous as reality TVstars, a teaching union claims today.Their role models include David and Victoria Beckham and WAGs – wives and girlfriends of highly paid footballers – according to the Association of Teachers and Lecturers.

[…]

Almost two thirds of teachers said children they taught aspired to be sports stars or pop singers. Many said their pupils sought to be famous with no discernible talent. A third of teachers said that Paris Hilton, the heiress and gossip-column fixture, was a favourite role model.

This trend has not just been noticed by teachers. In 2009, to mark the launch of Sky TV’s Watch channel’s series Tarrant Lets the Kids Loose, a survey was commissioned. According to The Telegraph (October 1, 2009), the survey was conducted by researchers asking parents of 5- to 11-year-olds to compare their childhood career aspirations with those of their children. Now, we all know that children’s career aspirations change quite regularly and that the parents are likely to give their more ‘sensible’ choices when questioned by a researcher; after all, who would say that they told their class teacher they wanted to be a clock when they grew up? It does, however, give us an insight into children’s current aspirations.

So, what are the top ten ambitions?

  1. Sports star (12%)
  2. Pop star (11%)
  3. Actor/ actress (11%)
  4. Astronaut (9%)
  5. Lawyer (9%)
  6. Emergency services (7%)
  7. Medicine (6%)
  8. Chef (5%)
  9. Teacher (4%)
  10. Vet (3%)

Is there anything wrong in this? Children move with the times. They want love and respect and that is their perception of celebrity. Perhaps they also believe that celebrities don’t have to do an awful lot for their money, or that they just do things that are fun. Many children enjoy playing football, singing, dancing, being in plays – why grow up and get a boring job when you can get paid for doing what you like?

Children will always seek role models; there is nothing wrong in that. What seems to have changed, however, is where they are looking for them. The majority of these children will not know a celebrity. They are not emulating people they know and respect for their actions and standing within the community; they are emulating the public faces of people they have never met and are unlikely to ever meet. What they are seeing is not the person so much as the PR.

While the advent of television and internet has had many positive effects, it has also completely changed the focus of people’s lives, not necessarily for the better. It’s as though we go about our daily lives with pairs of binoculars glued to our eyes: we don’t see what is close to us, in our homes and our communities and are looking out to a national and an international level.

According to The Times (January 21, 2009):

On average British children spend five hours and 18 minutes watching television, playing computer games or online each day. The total of 2,000 hours a year compares with 900 hours in class and 1,270 hours with their parents.

Our children spend more time inhabiting this world than they do the ‘real’ one and, because it is normalised at such a young age, perhaps they do not distinguish between the two. Lily Allen’s song, The Fear (see end of post for lyrics), hits the nail on the head.

There are loads of celebrities in the media, because they are a major focus of the media. As children become more focused on the cult of celebrity, so do media for children. After all, what’s published is what will sell. This is illustrated by a quick search for ‘Talent Show’ in the children’s section of Amazon.co.uk. What children are not being shown is that only a very small minority of ‘wannabes’ ever attain anything like that level of fame and they do not understand the consequences of following fame for the ‘wrong’ reasons.

If one sets out to be the best musician one can be and becomes famous as a result of that, great. If one sets out to be famous in order to satisfy a need for love and approval, one is likely to be deeply unhappy. People do not look on celebrity suffering kindly – more as a crowd of onlookers round the stocks or the gallows. Celebrities are not thought of as real people – through the glass of the television set and the computer screen, in the light of the idiot lantern, the line between fiction and reality becomes blurred. What is real? What is PR? In this era of docu-soaps and augmented reality, who knows? Certainly not the children.

According to The Guardian (April 17, 2010):

The number of child performance licences, issued by councils to pupils who miss three or more days of school per half-year to perform, increased, in five years, by 80%. At Stagecoach, the performing arts school franchise, student numbers leapt from 12,000 in 1999 to 36,000 today.

It is fine for children to have dreams, but we are doing them a disservice if we do not help them ground those dreams in reality and keep their expectations realistic. We should certainly not let them become so carried away by their dreams into the distorted world they inhabit that their education suffers. Dreams shatter, legs, voices and even minds break: everyone needs something to fall back on.


Further reading:
The Fear Lyrics

I want to be rich and I want lots of money
I don’t care about clever I don’t care about funny
I want loads of clothes and f*loads of diamonds
I heard people die while they are trying to find them

And I’ll take my clothes off and it will be shameless
Cause everyone knows that’s how you get famous
I’ll look at The Sun and I’ll look in The Mirror
I’m on the right track yeah I’m onto a winner

Chorus:
I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
And I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear
Cause I’m being taken over by the fear

Life’s about film stars and less about mothers
It’s all about fast cars and cussing each other
But it doesn’t matter cause I’m packing plastic
And that’s what makes my life so f*ing fantastic

And I am a weapon of massive consumption
And it’s not my fault it’s how I’m programmed to function
I’ll look at The Sun and I’ll look in The Mirror
I’m on the right track yeah we’re onto a winner

Chorus

Forget about guns and forget ammunition
Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission
Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner
Now everything’s cool as long as I’m getting thinner

Chorus





Saturday night

19 03 2011

This morning was nice and lazy. Since then, we’ve been doing field maintenance and then went and paid the horse feed bill. We didn’t take the dogs with us, as Shadow was still a bit tired and poor JJ has somehow managed to skin the pads on his hind feet and is lame, so having to take things easy.

We’ve been offered a table, which my parents have finished with, so that’s hopefully coming tomorrow 🙂

I think we’re going to have eggs for tea and then settle down to watch The Killing (Forbrydelsen). It’s a 20-episode Danish police drama and is running on BBC Four. Rather than the typical one or two episodes per case format, it’s about one case and runs for twenty episodes. It’s full of twists and turns and is so much more detailed than most series. We will be really sorry when it’s finished. I would definitely recommend it.

The super moon came up lovely and orange. I’m looking forward to going to bed as the moon comes round to that side of the house around about bed time. It was incredibly bright last night, so can’t wait to see it later. There was a very entertaining discussion of it on the Jeremy Vine show on BBC Radio 2 yesterday – well worth listening to it on iPlayer!








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