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It’s been a while…

Posted in Comedy Genius, Journal, Mental Morsels, Music, TV with tags , on 22/07/2013 by Jen Healey

I haven’t so much as checked my emails for a few weeks, let alone checked on the blogiverse.  I’m actually dreading opening my emails, as I fear it might take a huge chunk of time out of my life that I’ll never get back.  There have been two things that have motivated me to actually open my netbook tonight, one of which is my wish to organise myself to get to the ‘David Bowie Is’ exhibition at the V&A before it ends.  The other was watching Russell Howard’s Good News, which has inspired me to debase myself and share a funny animal video.  I know this is not something that my friends will expect from me, but hey it made me smile, which was much-needed this evening.  Check it out –

I know, childish, but I don’t care.  Life is too short to be so fucking serious all the time.  Share some smiles, it’s the best medicine.


Bloody “Dexter” Cupcakes

Posted in Fledgling Foodie File, Food, Homemade, TV with tags , , , , , on 27/05/2013 by Jen Healey

Now these deserve a post all of their very own!


Yum!  They are from here – click.

Thanks A x

Happy Bank Holiday!



Posted in Books, Films, Journal, Music, Reviews, TV with tags , , on 23/05/2013 by Jen Healey

As Marc Spitz coined the phrase ‘Bowie-ist’ (see my currently reading shelf ) I thought it would be a fitting title for today, following on from the last post, a much more pleasant ‘ist’ and a pretty accurate description of myself at the moment.  I am, of course, very much looking forward to watching/recording the programme on Bowie this coming Saturday (Five Years).  Not to mention the smile I have when I see the cover on the current Radio Times in all the shops.

aladdin sane

Happily, for me, he is everywhere at the moment – even in the copy of the Big Issue I bought last week and whilst I was doing a bit of shopping today (‘China Girl’ was playing in the supermarket – as I was leaving).  I’m not sure if the term Bowie-ist is meant to imply that those describing themselves as such are anoraks, as I am not.  Only owning a meagre two of his albums (so far!) and being a paltry 30 pages into the biography, does not an anorak make.  I am well aware of that.  I don’t even have his new album, unfortunately.

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Having said that, his songs do heavily feature on the soundtrack of my childhood, which did make ‘Hunky Dory’ difficult to listen to for years.  Whilst reading the Spitz book, I did read a part that has stuck with me.

The Inchworm“… became five-year-old David Jones’s favourite.  Simply, it made him feel safe and hopeful when his increasingly discomfiting family life and shyness filled him with guilt and wariness.  The record was never far from his gramophone.

” ‘Inchworm’ is my childhood,” Bowie said in 1993… “It wasn’t a happy one.  Not that it was brutal but mine were a certain type of British parent: quite cold emotionally and not many hugs.  I always craved attention cause of that.  ‘Inchworm’ gave me comfort and the person singing it sounded like he’d been hurt too and I’m into that, the artist singing away his pain.”

Amazing that we are all so different and yet the same, I feel that ‘Life on Mars’ is my childhood, in a similar (bittersweet) respect.  Not that I gained comfort from it, or would have been listening to it by choice as a child, but I remember it repeatedly from my childhood.  I still struggle with that song, as it tugs at something deep down, where I don’t want to go.  So I usually flick past that one (and ‘Changes’) onto ‘Starman’ then ‘Ziggy’ – yes I’m listening to a ‘best of’ CD.

On a more uplifting note, the film Labyrinth is also ‘my childhood’ – hurrah!

I found this on YouTube yesterday, and I know at least one person who (if they aren’t aware of its existence already) will enjoy it almost as much as I did –

God I love that film!

Did you see one of the choreographers?  Yes, that is Dr Beverley Crusher from Star Trek – The Next Generation!

Nazis: a warning from history

Posted in Journal, Musings, Philosophy, TV with tags , , on 18/05/2013 by Jen Healey

nazi prog

The title of this blog is (more or less) the title of a series of three programmes that I had recorded quite a while ago on my sky+ box.  Over the last couple of weeks I have watched them and thought about them.  Of course there is the obvious reaction to the actions (and inactions) of those involved in the atrocities that were perpetrated against the Jewish people at the time – horror and disgust, coupled with a, perhaps unbecoming, fascination with how the hell people could treat others in such an ‘inhuman’ way.  I put that word in quotation marks because remembering that humans are capable of such things, leads me to question what it is to be human?



The holocaust is not easy subject matter for pleasant conversation, some people would say, perhaps because it is a real conversation.  I am bored to death with having dull, platitudinous conversations about the weather and other such inanities.  Talking about what idiot was on television being paid to play the idiot last night – no thank you!  Why is it that, generally speaking, people shy away from discussing ‘heavy’ subjects?  Are they so afraid to learn something about history, or themselves?  Frankly, I am terrified that such an unwillingness appears to be rife.



Please don’t think that I am any kind of authority on this subject, far from it, I have so much to learn about everything – there just aren’t enough hours in the days of the weeks of the years of my life to accumulate anything close to the knowledge that I wish I could.  Perhaps that is why I don’t wish to waste any more of my time on this planet on meaningless, unimportant, brain-dead shit.



That said, after watching all three programmes, I was struck by the testimonies of some of the German people, who grew up at the time.  They were taught that they, the Germans, were superior in every way and that the Jews were less than human.  I understand that.  I don’t agree with it, but I can understand it.  As children, young people, even impressionable adults, we tend to believe that with which we are presented, don’t we?  I don’t think that excuses murder/mass genocide, of course, but then denial is a powerful thing.  How much did people ‘look the other way’?  We can probably never really answer that question.  But, if we are not talking about such things, how can we realise that we should question things.



I don’t want answers from someone else.  I want to question things for myself and raise my children to question things for themselves.  It is probably a bit frustrating for my daughter when she asks me questions that are tricky, because if I don’t know the answer I either help her read about it, or I tell her as many sides to the argument that I do know.  Usually starting sentences with ‘some people think… other people think…’  Then I ask her what she thinks.  Annoying, I’m sure, but I think it’s important.  I try not to sugar-coat things either, not that I don’t have fun and make-believe with her (Santa, Tooth Fairy etc.), but I don’t want her to have such unrealistic expectations of people that she will be set up for a lifetime of hurt.  She is growing up in this world, our world, which is full of scary people.





That’s another thing I am fascinated with, accounts of serial killers on CI (Crime and Investigation Network), ID and in books.  Ewwww!  How morbid!  I hear you cry.  No.  Real.  Making yourself aware of what people are capable of, I think, is important.  Also, interesting when thinking about basic societal concepts like morality, which is brought into focus by watching such programming, and shown to be not such a basic or clear concept really.  If you really think about it, really talk about it and really question it.  From where do we learn morality?  Is it from religion?  (If so, see Nietzsche.)  Is it innate?  Or is it something passed down through generations?  (If so, what makes that ‘right’?  See Socratic questioning).  Why don’t we discuss such things?  These are interesting to me and more than worthy of my time and attention, when I can give it.



Keeps my mind busy when I’m stood at the checkout anyway – beep, beep, beep.

Questions?  Abso-fuckin-lutely.


Watch “Dexter Season 8: Official Trailer” on YouTube

Posted in TV on 18/05/2013 by Jen Healey
Alison, don’t spoil it for yourself, don’t watch this trailer!

Bloody Dexter!

Posted in Comedy Genius, Reviews, TV with tags , , on 25/05/2012 by Jen Healey

I know I am about six years behind the rest of the world, but after having recently rented the first three series, I am completely addicted to Dexter!  I’m up to the third episode of the fourth series, which is so far, the funniest.  Supreme black humour.

In usual style I have, of course, ‘Dextered’ my phone – ringtones, notification tones, wallpapers… and I really want to acquire and read the novels.  Yes, yes, I know…

To those of you who are aware of this series but, like me, missed the beginning, I really cannot recommend it highly enough.  How much that counts for is perhaps questionable, but I’m really enjoying it.  Despite the fact that I’m staying up late to watch it and am therefore a bit sleep deprived, I can’t get enough!  I’d always thought that it looked like something I would enjoy when I saw it advertised, but I am not someone who will just pick up with something halfway through, it’s just not in my nature, so starting to watch it on FX (season 6) now is absolutely out of the question because I’d missed the beginning.

I was lamenting the absence of new True Blood episodes to watch, so thought that Dexter would be a good replacement – and, oh boy, is it (he) ever!  Blockbuster stand to make a bit of cash out of me continuing to rent the DVD box-sets.  I really doubt that I’ll be able to resist season five when I return this set!

Should I be worried about being this obsessed with a serial killer?

Not that it is a huge change of pace, as I was fascinated with Jack the Ripper as a teenager, and still prick my ears up when I see a documentary on him now.  Also, I have a small thing about vampires… hmmmm.

I’m sure that once I get to the end of season 5 I’ll be hallucinating and beyond grumpy through lack of sleep, but it’s worth it.  Miami looks disgustingly hot, much better enjoyed from my sofa, like Charlaine Harris’ Bon Temps.

Seasons smiles

Posted in Comedy Genius, Mental Morsels, Musings, TV with tags , , on 19/12/2011 by Jen Healey

Ok so Christmas is nearly here, am I all ready and wrapped?  No.  I’ll probably end up doing my usual wrapping fest into the early hours of Christmas day, again, but it’s good to have family traditions isn’t it?

If any of you fine people are all organised and ready, don’t tell me, that’s just bragging in the face of my annual anxiety.

This being the festive season, there are likely to be plenty of people all full of the ‘spirit of the season’, usually with the help of spirits or other boozy beverages.  This is nice and I hope that their Christmas is all that they wish for.  Truly I do.   But for those whose view is less than joyful, who see this time of year as a reminder of things that they have lost, or as a debt-inducing headache, or even just as another shitty day… Let us have some smiles that are flip-all to do with Santa, cards, lights, gifts and feeling guilty about those who have less than we do (not that we have buckets of cash, ’cause I know I really don’t), or getting all soppy about ‘the true meaning of Christmas’ – yuk.

Check these out instead –

This vid is a bit sketchy, but is genius!  Hubby found this one…

I love Johnny Depp, but then what straight woman doesn’t?

I have to pop some Boosh in, of course…

Are you missing the Boosh yet Nicola?  Got yourself a hankering for more?!

Here’s some Eddie Izzard via the medium of Lego –

In truth I actually can’t wait for the 25th, to see my little people opening their presents and the over-eating, specifically some hot Christmas pudding with cold double cream…mmmmm.  Ooooh and warm mince pies with cold clotted cream.

Tele-visual fare is usually pretty good too.

I think I will actually leave y’all with a cheesy thought, can’t not.  I think Christmas (not just the one day on the 25th) is what you choose it to be, so grab some rose-tint and make it a good ‘un.