Sensible Lady rears her head again.

Finally got to see 'The King's Speech' today...was sold out last week. Pffft.

 I wish I had a Lionel Logue in my pocket a few years back for my kid brother. I won't review the movie because I did way too much of that in college and it is most likely that most of you have already seen it. I will say that I loved that they used a German composer's music in the climax...you know, where Bertie addresses the BRITISH EMPIRE (all of it) about how might is not right, specifically in regards to DAS DEUTCHELANDERS or Germans as I'm sure they prefer to be called.


Yes, Symphony #7 is totally evocative of George VI's closing his eyes and thinking of England moment. At least for me. Because, you know, England declared war on Germany just prior.  Or does Beethoven transcend Nationalism?

Also, I dunno if I was the only American in the audience. But given that there were times when I was the only one laughing, specifically, at the part where Bertie calls his family a "firm", well, maybe I was. But I've got a penchant for laughing in movies even when no one else does. Call it hereditary. I was, with Ruth, one of the handful of "young people" in the audience. Everyone else was at least sixty or older. And the place was jam-packed. Wednesdays at 3pm...Goldie Oldies.

Last night was My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding night again. This time, Ruth and I were Sensible Ladies. I took chocolate chip cookies with assorted nuts, she had a plate of cut veggies and carmelized onion tartlets ready to go. I drank tea with milk (blechegads) because I'm nice and that's how I roll. Roll over.

A Sensible Solution to last week's Overthetopness

Really, tea with milk isn't bad... I didn't add the sugar. Idiota! I <3 carmelized onion tarts now.  And my baking is ohsoawesome! Thanks to Nestle Toulouse. Please tell me that you remember that episode of Friends.  I think last week, some of you got to experience some lovely pictures of me after I got home from last Tuesday's MBFGW watcheroo. I'm so glad you enjoyed it. But (over)indulgence was the word last week, not so this week. This week, we're Sensible Ladies again as evidenced by Exhibit A above.

Making da cookies. Gratuitous picture of progeny.

So, Gypsies and Travellers? Yeah. They still come across as crazy. Each week's a gift! I despise their anachronistic posturing but adore their persistence against adverse conditions. Last night's episode was a bit all over the place, so I'll just talk about the boys that were followed by the documentary crew. They were asked if they respected women.

Boys: "Oh yeah, sure. Yeah."

Interviewer: "As much as you might respect a man?"

Boys: "No. No way. That's a different respect, you know, like?"

The boys admitted to roughing up girls to get a kiss. When asked if they thought the girls might like that, they said they reckoned not. As we watched them preen and get ready for Appleby where they went to "hunt for women", Ruth and I both thought they looked like 1950s thugs. {snapping} Boy, boy, crazy boy. Keep cool, boy.

Ruth's mom came along with us to see the movie and on the way, I shared this letter that was dropped off through the mail slot in the door. I wanted to see if Ruth's mom thought what I thought. She had a photography business once upon a time and photographed a few of these Traveller weddings...so, really, she's my reachable expert.

Click to enlarge. Note the rampant grammatical errors. I mean, I'm not the greatest self editor when I'm streaming conscious but, it made me nostalgic for Nigerian scammers.

And she did think what I think. It's from a Traveller! I'm hunkering down at the window tomorrow to watch for them! 

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