Filed under: asperger's syndrome, Film Reviews, success, Technology, Travel | Tags: Academy Awards, BAFTA, drivers, film crew, films, IMDB, Marvel Comics, Paula Pierce
I can almost hear you asking, “Who is Paula Pierce?” and I don’t blame you. All I know about her is that she is a driver working in the film industry. If you sit through the end credits of ‘Captain America: Civil War‘ waiting for the Marvel Teaser eventually you will see her name appear for a few seconds under ‘Drivers’, that’s how I came across her. I am not even sure under which unit I saw her name, possibly the second, but it is there. If you check out IMDB you’ll see more films she has worked for
Most people leave the theatre as the credits roll and so the work of the vast majority of those who work on any film passes unrecognised and unacknowledged by the public. I think this is sad and so I have chosen Paula Pierce to stand for all those we tend to ignore. Sometimes we forget just how many hundreds of people are involved in providing us with entertainment and I would just like to express my appreciation for them all. We all recognise the names of the stars and directors, some producers and perhaps the better known designers and music directors, but what about the ones who don’t make it onto chat shows and the posters? Behind any film and particularly behind an action film shot on location in several countries there is an army of crew making it all possible. Okay, I know that many of the backstage crew could be replaced without affecting the film, however they each contribute to its success and they deserve our gratitude as much as the actors whose names we know.
Every spring millions of people sit and watch the various Entertainments Industry award shows on television. Whole programs are devoted to the actors and directors, the writers and composers get mentions although at a lesser length. Most of those who win awards on the technical side are lucky if their name appears on a list on the entertainments pages of a newspaper. Still that any of them get any recognition is something for which to be grateful. Very few of the crew become famous, although we all know, “Rostrum Camera: Ken Morse” that one name is an exception. We do know more than we used to because of the various ‘Making of…’ documentaries included in the extras on DVDs, but for the most part, I suspect, the only recognition the crew get is their pay and the phone calls offering their next job.
I have selected Paula Pierce not quite at random, because she drives trucks and women who drive trucks are special. My mother drove a truck as part of the support crew of a major epic, the Second World War. She was a navy driver and one of the millions who played a part in securing victory. We all remember the Generals like ‘Ike’ and ‘Monty’ and the politicians like Churchill, but the supporting cast and crew tend to be forgotten. We have tombs for the ‘Unknown Soldier’, in fact for most people most soldiers are unknown and even more so the crew who serviced the whole endeavour.
Films are like wars and industries, they need a few stars to attract attention, but were it not for the unknown millions, over the years, who worked unseen behind the scenes not one would have been successfully completed. So today I am choosing to have Paula Pierce symbolise all those whose appearance in the end credits rolls past as the audience bolts for the exit and to them all I say a huge ‘Thank You’!
Filed under: asperger's syndrome, food, Health, Parenting, Scotland, Travel | Tags: Bank Holidays, children, family, Glasgow, grandchildren, World Buffet
Some days plans go awry and sometimes that just works. Today is a bank holiday and, as our grandchildren are off school, Neelam offered to take them and our daughter out. The kids were given a choice of things to do and they plumped for a visit to our local soft-play place and a meal at the World Buffet in Sauchiehall Street.
It was only when we got to Cheeky Charlies that we discovered it was closed. However there was another soft-play place in Possil so off we went. The Jurassic Jungle was open, unfortunately half the children on North-West Glasgow were before us in the queue and even after paying we aould have to wait half an hour before actually getting in.
It’s difficult to negotiate with a disappointed six year old, but we got to a compromise. We would visit the play-park in the Botanic Gardens while the sun was out and then go and eat. As we searched for parking we spotted a small and almost empty play park and so the kids led by the little one decided that, rather than struggle to play in an overcrowded Botanics they would use that little park. My daughter was all for them playing before eating so that they were hungry enough to do justice to the buffet. I think playing in the open air for free was infinitely preferable to the extremely busy soft-play business which would have been unpleasant for most of us apart from my grandweans. They did not take long to develop an appetite and so we were soon on our way to the World Buffet.
The good thing about the World Buffet is that the variety of dishes is wide enough to have something that is acceptable to everyone even a picky eater like my younger granddaughter. She ate well although, I must admit, the bulk of her meal was desert! No one raises an eyebrow at the strange culinary combinations it is possible to have on one plate, nor at the quantity consumed. No one looks askance at a child eating Singapore Noodles by loading them onto a prawn cracker and treating it like some sort of Asian taco. It is very satisfying to take the kids somewhere where, without constant cajoling, they will happily fill their tummies.
I faced my usual challenge of being rather full by desert time, but at the buffet you can eat at your own pace and so I did. I had only a small desert (stealing two on my daughters profiteroles while she took the little one to the wash-room doesn’y count!). The younger ones did prodigous work on the desert table, but the highlight for me was the delight on the littler ones face when she discovered the mini doughnuts.
It was not quite the day we planned, but it was perfect. At the end of the day it matters not how much or how little you spend, nor where you spend it. What matters far more is with whom you spend your time and if the people you enjoy being with are your family and they with you then I think life, underneath all the humdrum stuff, is as it should be.
Today, at last, I write the last I write
In verse for this NaPoWriMo. I know
I have survived the test. I did my best
As I said I would, it was the best I could
Do. It was not all good, but I came through.
There was no time to correct or edit,
To get it right and avoid derision.
I had to forgo revision and then,
Next day, do it again. It was quite a strain,
A discipline or perhaps a training.
Very draining, but now it’s at an end
And I’ve learned to depend upon my pen.
I’ll miss NaPoWriMo with some relief
‘Til next year, when it’s clear I’ll start again.
Filed under: disability, Health, Justice, Poetry, Politics, Scotland, Technology, Writing, Yes Scotland | Tags: Clyde, Glasgow, NaPoWriMo, shipbuilding, SNP
When I was young my politics was full of certainty, as I grow older I find certainties replaced by questions.
Land-damned the legless sailor sits
Watching set sail the sea bound ships
And the Cunarders on the slips
Swamp spectators up to their hips.
No one warned them of the great wave
That a slip launched ship always gave,
But no one could the shipyards save,
A decline severe became grave.
Grave-bound the legless sailor lies.
No more the Clydebuilt steamer plies
Its trade beneath the island skies.
From where to what will the Clyde rise?
Can we rise, a nation again,
Or must we a province remain?
Can the SNP break our chains
And wash from us the bitter stain
Of submitting to English might
When we should have stood up to fight?
May we not yet restore our right
So never more the worker sits
Because there’s neither steel nor ships?
Reopen the yards and the slips
Let’s build again our trains and ships.