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Welcome to my Journal|
Although this is mainly a fic journal, I do use the dorsetgirl identity to post comments in a variety of places, so if you've arrived here from a non-fandom location, welcome!
This journal contains the occasional rant or rambling about life in general, but most of it is fic, some of which is of an explicit nature. Please do not read on unless you're comfortable with that.
My Fic Masterlist - Last Updated April 2011|
This list is a work in progress; it's not completely up-to-date with everything posted between January2010 and April 2011. I plan to go through the drabble challenges etc when I have time, to pick up the bits I've missed.
Most of my fic is set in the Life on Mars universe; nearly all of it is slash - that's a male/male relationship. If that bothers you, don't read any further.
Items marked *** are new since the last update. At present, most of the links go to comms rather than my journal, because that's where the comments are and because not everything is here in my journal yet. (If you'd like to add to the comments, I would be delighted!)
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I find it really quite adorable that when Novak Djokovic addresses the crowd in Buenos Aires in what sounds like pretty good Spanish, he apparently does so with an Argentine accent! Bless him, perhaps he really has been learning from Delpo.
Tags: delpo, tennis
Hunger Games 2 - No spoilers|
Just a quick drive-by posting for anyone who's wondering whether The Hunger Games 2, Catching Fire is worth watching - IT TOTALLY IS!
My only tiny complaint would be that the guy playing Finnick (the most beautiful man in the world) is a bit too close to the American ideal of male beauty (even though he's from Suffolk lol) to be truly beautiful to my eyes. Y'know, blond, square jaw, teeth, all that. And it did look to me rather as though they'd tried to insist on him doing a full Hollywood smile every two minutes, but him being an English boy it really didn't look as if it was coming naturally to him at all. That whole showing-your-teeth-all-the-time thing is just too American to look normal but hey, it's an American film so fair dos.
Anyway, if you liked the books or the first film, this is well worth seeing. Absolutely excellent in fact; it followed the book really well. I shed quite a few tears.
And now I need to come down from that and get ready for Doctor Who. I'm a bit nervous about it because Moffat, but we shall see *crosses fingers*
Tags: diary, doctorwho, hunger_games, review
This is going to be much more of a "viewing" weekend than usual, and I'm looking forward to it. First off, Doctor Who 50th Anniversary! Tonight we have "You, Me and Doctor Who" at 9:30, then tomorrow at some point is The Anniversary Episode. (And I've just realised I missed "An Adventure in Space and Time" which was on last night. Damn.)
And the reason I don't actually know what the Anniversary episode is called, or exactly when it's on? Because I haven't bought the Radio Times yet. And the reason I haven't bought it yet, when I always buy it on Tuesdays when it comes out?
Because my local shop don't have one with my beloved Nine on the front. And yes, I have checked every single copy on display, every time I've been in there this week (three times so far).
So today I'm making a special trip to bank-and-shopping-town to check all the shops till I find one with Chris adorning the front cover. They'd just better have chosen a good picture!
I think - hope - that viewing figures for this are going to be phenomenal. My oldest (uni-boy) is a member of his uni's Doctor Who society, and they've hired a pub's function room with a huge screen so everyone can watch together.
Then after all that excitement, we need to fit in Hunger Games 2, which I'm very much looking forward to. Some of the kids' friends have seen it already and the verdict is "expletive amazing" as they delicately reported to me. (I've always said to them that while I swear on occasion and I'm well aware that they swear, they must not swear in front of me, because it is essential that they learn, and remember, that there are occasions when swearing is inappropriate and they should always monitor this and be ready to self-censor.)
So yeah, new Doctor Who and Hunger Games 2 in one weekend. Yay for geekiness!
Tags: diary, doctorwho, ramblings
Tennis News and Gossip|
I’m guessing most people on my flist aren’t that interested in tennis, so I haven’t bothered explaining, just reporting. If you are, or might be, interested and want more background, feel absolutely free to ask!
So Rafa Nadal arrived in Argentina yesterday evening on an exhibition tour, tied in with the retirement of David Nalbandian. My Twitter timeline - which is 20% Argentine journalists and 70% Delpo fans from all round the world - predictably exploded. Most of the information below is from those tweets and various others where I followed up conversations.
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Tags: delpo, diary, ramblings, tennis
Reading in a foreign language is always difficult...|
I like to read while I'm eating, and this morning over breakfast I made a start on a book I bought to go on holiday with a few weeks back: Never Coming Back by Tim Weaver. I've never heard of Tim Weaver before - which probably explains why I've now typed Time instead of Tim twice - and thirteen pages in, I'm in some confusion.
For the first four pages I was completely convinced I was reading a female protagonist (it's written in first person). Even when the narrator phones home and speaks to a partner who is stated to be female, I just thought, "oh right, gay then". Then on the fifth page, someone - apparently an old friend - addresses our hero as "David", which - well, I wasn't expecting that at all. I've re-read the first four pages and I can't put a finger on why I totally took it for granted this was a woman. I suppose the most likely is that I hadn't noticed the author's name and assumed they were female, but I don't know. Something just feels a bit odd.
And there's another thing that's odd - the characters are speaking and thinking in American English, but are said to be English:
When our protagonist arrives at his/her destination and parks the car, this happens: "Popping the trunk, I grabbed my overnight bag and headed across the lot."
At this point I thought, "God, sometimes American books are just too much like hard work, specially early in the morning."
The protagonist's friend describes a period of time spent "trying to catch a break, waiting tables ... things got a little crazy", which (to me at least) is three more markedly American phrases.
And then on page 9, the protagonist and the old friend start reminiscing, slightly unconvincingly, about growing up in a village in England - we are invited to infer that it's in Devon.
Finally, the old friend announces "I have to use the can".
This book is hard work! Are these people British or American? The old friend has been in the States for five years and is a performer, so presumably chose to adapt fast to local usage. But our hero has only been there for six months and is a journalist for a British paper so it doesn't seem likely he'd be rushing to pick up American usage.
I deliberately haven't done any research yet, but at this point I'm puzzled. Have I got an American author here whose editor doesn't understand that English usage is different? Have I got a British author whose American publisher has insisted on changing things to words more familiar to American readers? Or what?
I suppose this has to rank as one of the more pointless posts of all time, but this book has me intrigued!
If you value your right to receive information, make posts or attend protests regarding contentious issues like forests, fracking, hospitals, benefits - practically anything where politics and money collide with people's daily lives - you may want to sign this petition to give us all a chance to hold on to that right.
The petition has been raised by 38 Degrees, many of whose activities would probably become illegal under this law. The law purportedly sets out to control lobbying, which is obviously to the good, but as ever it's been so widely and badly worded that it encompasses many other activities undertaken by ordinary people and by charities, particularly in the year - a whole year! - leading up to an election.
The law has been rushed through the Commons with minimal changes and is in the Lords for voting tomorrow, so the petition is now urgent.
Tags: diary, rant
LJ lost my entry. *starts again*
So, holiday today!
I got up specially early this morning so I could get an hour to myself, to read about Delpo’s win yesterday, to make this post etc in peace, but then OH got up only five minutes later. Bit annoyed about that. I just really wanted some time to myself before starting all the hassle of loading up and getting underway.
Anyway, my beloved Delpo won again yesterday, putting him in the semi-fanals at Basel. He’s been playing pretty well this week - against Baghdatis in the second round the other day he played extremely well. He just looked like a boss, a champion, and the commentators are in raptures over him this week. I keep trying to tell myself that I’ve managed all these years not knowing what’s going on in the tennis world, one more week won’t make any difference, but it doesn’t work. I’m really hating the fact that I will have no idea until next Saturday whether Delpo wins his semi today, and if so whether he plays the final tomorrow against Federer or against Pospisil, whether he retains the trophy or not. And Paris starts on Monday. Ah well, just being a bit self-indulgent I suppose, but I want to know, dammit!
I’ve posted several fics this week, which is something I haven’t managed for ages. One of the sort we don’t talk about on open posts, and a new Alex/Yassen. I’ve decided from now on always to post straight to AO3 as well as to here and whatever LJ comm might be relevant. I also randomly came across an old Sam/Gene which I’d forgotten all about, so I chucked that up there as well.
What else? Got a text from uni-boy a couple of days ago asking for cooking times for something. Never got an acknowledgement of my reply, but there you go.
Anyway, I need to post this and get on with something useful.
Hugs to all, see you in a week!
Tags: delpo, diary, ramblings, tennis
Fic - Of Things Done and Not Done - Yassen Gregorovich / Alex Rider |
Based on characters in the Alex Rider books by Anthony Horowitz.
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Tags: alex/yassen, alex_rider, fic, slash
Learning Spanish - Multilingual HP Readalong|
Inspired by this post at linguaphiles, I ordered Harry Potter y La Piedra Filosofal from Amazon last night and will be joining in. I don't know yet to what extent, if at all, I'll be posting about it. People are doing the readalong in whatever language they choose; I've chosen Spanish.
I'm the kind of person who enjoys reading the dictionary, and etymology has always fascinated me. When my children were little and would ask me what a word meant, I would start with "Well, it's..." and they would all chant "...from the Latin word..." because that's what I usually said! I think I have a natural facility for languages, but growing up English isn't exactly the best way to explore that potential.
I've never formally learned Spanish, but I have always in some way felt "called" to this language above others. For the record, I'm setting down here my previous experiences with Spanish.
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So yeah, I'm fairly hopeful that I might get somewhere with all this. The great thing is I'm doing it because I have a genuine reason to do it, which I find a much greater motivator than simply wanting to do it. And I'm doing it slowly and casually and in my own way which is basically immersion reading, immersion listening, followed (at some point when it just starts to happen) by unplanned writing, unplanned speaking.
(*Espera Djokovic = Waits Djokovic, ie Djokovic is already identified as the next opponent and is waiting).
Tags: diary, multilingual_hp_readalong, ramblings, tennis
It's not the size that matters...|
So on Sunday just gone, my favourite tennis player, Juan Martín del Potro, won an ATP500 tournament in Tokyo, which I am really pleased about.
On the same day, a couple of hours later, his good friend Novak Djokovic, my second-favourite player, won an ATP500 tournament in Beijing, which I am also happy about.
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Mine's bigger than yours...|
Up before the lark this morning to watch Del Potro's final in Tokyo against Raonic - he of the net incident in Montreal. Not as good a match as the semi-final against Nico Almagro, but the result was the right one. It's Delpo's third trophy this year, and sixteenth in his career to date. And his good friend Marco was cheering from the player's box.
Much more civilised hour for Djokovic's final against Nadal in Beijing, but that went the right way too, so I'm quite the happy bunny today.
Delpo posted a pic of his team with the trophy in the locker room after. I haven't seen Nole's yet, but I suspect his will be bigger...
I've been reading that flights from Tokyo to Shanghai tonight are all sold out; Rohan Bopanna was pleading via Twitter the other day for a lift in someone's private plane. He won the doubles final this morning and is due on court in Shanghai tomorrow but as of a couple of days ago he couldn't get a flight no way no how. Presumably the Shanghai people will do whatever's necessary to get them there, as the new champions in Tokyo.
Thoughtful - I think this may be my favourite Delpo pic so far|
I didn't take this pic, I don't own this pic and I'm not making any money out of it. I claim ownership of the cropping and framing.
Tags: delpo, pics, tennis
Want to see Baby!Simm and David Threlfall in a comedy?|
Sign our petition to get 'Men of the World' released on DVD!
Petition is here: http://www.ipetitions.com/petition/men-of-the-world-please-release-it-on-dvd/
The text of the petition is as follows (I hope it's OK to reproduce it here):
We respectfully request that you release a DVD of the 1994 series situation comedy 'Men of The World', starring David Threlfall ('Shameless', 'What Remains' numerous theatre productions and films) and John Simm ('Crime & Punishment', 'The Lakes', 'State of Play', 'Exile', 'Sex Traffic', 'Life on Mars', 'Mad Dogs', 'The Village' and the upcoming 'Prey'...).
Not only are both actors widely acclaimed, each with their own enthusiastic fanbase, but the series, written by Daniel Peacock ( The Young Ones, Little Armadillos, Only Fools and Horses, Robin of Sherwood, The Bill, Doctor Who, Casualty, One Foot in the Grave...) was a genuine comedy and a great example of two of our finest actors in their early years.
Lenny Smart (Threlfall) and Kendle Bains (Simm) are flatmates and work together as travel agents in Manchester. Thirtysomething Lenny attempts, with the help of old friend Gilby (Peacock), to turn sensitive 23-year-old Kendle into a "real man".
Please help a new generation who have never had the chance to see this classic learn what great comedy timing is. And it has a really catchy theme tune, too!
Thank you for your consideration.
Who needs enemies when you can ring Customer Services?|
Uni-boy’s Matalan loyalty card arrived this morning. Unfortunately, it’s addressed to, and embossed, "Mr < Firstname > Ab Cd".
Where AB and CD are the letters from our postcode. *sigh* You couldn't make it up.
So I phone them. Because it's Monday morning, and what else have I got to do with my time.
First I get the usual fake-cheerful artificially-mellifluous female voice. Have they ever stopped to consider that half the population would probably rather listen to a soothing and sexy male voice? It was also far too loud, making me jolt the phone away from my ear and miss the first couple of "press x" options.
Then they made me listen to The Four Seasons, played horribly slowly, followed by something else classical and presumably out of copyright. With interruptions every sodding thirty seconds to try to make me believe they’re sorry to keep me holding on. Also too loud, making me jump every time.
And the "sorry" part is the message is so downbeat it sounds exactly like the ones that tell you "we’re too busy talking to other people to bother with you, so fuck off and try again later", and then cut you off. So every thirty seconds I’m also getting that little adrenaline jolt of irritation to go with the smack in the ear from the change in volume.
So in my view it’s ENTIRELY their fault that I’m in a pretty bad mood by the time I actually get through to someone to explain what stupidity they have committed.
First she asks for my name. I tell her my name is completely irrelevant, but I give it anyway, because I've learned that these people simply can't function if you don’t answer their stupid questions. Then she asked "And how are you today?"
Well, that one floored me.
Should I say "I’m annoyed because ... you people are so stupid you can’t even transfer someone’s details from a piece of paper to a computer system without putting the postcode where the name should go"?
Should I say "I’m annoyed because ... your stupid menu system is far too loud and keeps making me jump and besides I don’t believe for one moment that anyone is actually sorry I was kept waiting"?
Should I say "I’m annoyed because ... it’s none of your bloody business how I am today, so can we just cut the cackle and get to the business, which is me phoning to tell you you’re stupid"?
Unfortunately I was too annoyed to think of saying any of these things, so I just left a very obvious silence in the hope that she would hear my surprise and annoyance at being asked such a stupid question, then said "I’m fine" in a tone which I hope conveyed "I’m annoyed, and do not ask me any more stupid irrelevant questions."”
So I finally got to explain the problem. She asked me his proper name, and how it actually appeared on their stupid card, and after all that she asked if he was here.
So I explained that he was away at university and today is his first day of lectures, which obviously I don't want to risk interrupting, which is why I'm doing this. Besides which, the card is here, not seven hours away, and I'm not wasting a stamp on an stupid unusable piece of plastic.
Her: "I’m sorry MADAM but I can’t talk to you about his card without his permission - Data Protection!"
If I wasn't annoyed before, I certainly am now.
 Don’t call me Madam, I fucking hate it! When I worked in a shop you only called customers Madam if they were totally annoying stuck-up shitbags and you wanted to be extremely rude while ensuring that the transcript, if there were a complaint, would look polite.
 I wonder if they actually get special training to put that incredibly smug tone into their voice when they say "Data Protection - so fuck off, nerr!"
Me: "It’s only a loyalty card!"
Her: "I’m sorry but I can’t discuss his card with anyone else without his permission."
Me: "I’m not asking you to discuss it with me. I’m asking you to look at your system, get the correct name, and get a new card sent out with his actual name on it."
Her: "I’m sorry, but I can’t look at his card without his permission. Data Protection."
I can hear the smug satisfied "So fuck off, MADAM" as clearly as if she’d actually said it.
Me: "Data Protection? For a loyalty card? Which obviously hasn’t even been used yet?"
Seriously, I do understand the Data Protection Act, although in everyday life I’d have to say I think it’s caused more problems than it’s solved. And because I understand it, I am always very careful to phrase things so that I am not asking them to tell me anything.
But the kind of people who are the first line of defence on Customer "Service" lines don’t seem to be capable of forming a coherent thought unless it’s on their script, and they certainly don’t understand plain reason.
By this point there was nowhere else to go without shouting, so I just said
"Thank you so much for your help" and put the phone down on her.
Why don't Customer "Service" people get told in training that their job is to PROVIDE A SERVICE? TO CUSTOMERS? Of whom I am one too, for all she knows, but it didn't worry her in the slightest that every sentence she read off her screen was telling me to fuck off and stop wasting her time.
Tags: diary, rant
That's my boy!|
While editing the previous entry I got a text from uni-boy, wanting to know what veg I normally cook with the chicken and lemon noodles we often have, because he's in the shop right now. Bless.
I gave him enough noodles for an army, and several jars of the lemon sauce everyone likes (I really ought to try making it from scratch one day) and now he's about to find out how expensive chicken breast is.
Unfortunately we only found out about three days before he went away exactly what money he was going to be getting from the Student Loans people. What with all the packing and sorting, and the fact that he didn't start packing up his desk and personal bits and pieces until 1am on the day he was going, we never had a conversation about how much money he would have to live on and exactly how much of a starving student he was going to be.
For my part, I've been determined not to be a nuisance this week, so I've kept out of his hair apart from texting him when various letters have arrived. Once he's settled in I may suggest he tells me what he's been spending and then we can work on whether that's sustainable or reasonable.
And I've just realised that as he didn't spend much time learning to cook before he went, he probably doesn't realise what a low smoke point olive oil has. I'd better text him about that right now!
Damn - where have my forward-dated entries gone?|
I've been thinking for a couple of days that there was something odd about my LJ and I've finally worked out what it is - all the forward-dated entries have disappeared from the top. What is that about?
I suppose now I shall have to trawl back through six years of entries to find them and re-date them or something. Damn. Why do people have to keep changing things?
ETA: OK, that is seriously weird. I opened up my LJ and the first entry was the same one it's been for several days - this one dated 20th September...Ah, now I get it: it's defaulting to the tennis tag for some reason. Gah.
They never mentioned THIS in the parenting books...|
Oldest son goes off to University tomorrow. A simple sentence covering a lot of work and a lot of emotions...
I'm aiming to start the 30-day blog meme on Monday, but in the meantime, a couple of brief thoughts:
We're getting up at 6am tomorrow with the aim of being out by 7am. We've never done the journey to Uni-town, and guesses are running between 5 and 8 hours, so we really need to be on the road asap. Oldest son is still up, still Facebooking (although it's hard to tell because obviously he changes the screen just as I walk in the door; can't complain, I do it myself) and about an hour ago he suddenly realised he needed the box his second monitor came in, to transport it safely.
He discovered it outside the front door, behind the recycling crates. Obviously totally unusable, but we figured the polystyrene would be fine, so he decided to investigate. Five minutes later, "...Mu-u-um? Can you get the spiders out for me?"
So there I was in the back garden at 11:15 at night, gingerly dragging large chunks of polystyrene (my God it makes a lot of noise) out of a wrecked cardboard box. Luckily(?) the one live spider was way big enough to be seen immediately in the rather low light coming from indoors, and it got a free flying lesson pretty quickly. Picked up the polystyrene again and spent twenty minutes solemnly dusting spiders' webs and bits of unnamed vegetable matter out of the silly crevices and fancy formation thingies.
I have to say, that was never on my list of things I thought being a parent might involve. Mind you, the species would die out in a generation if anyone really understood the joys of parenting before getting into it.
On Monday, perhaps, an account of our very long day to Uni-town and back. Or I might just ramble a little and look at pictures to celebrate Delpo's birthday.
Tags: delpo, diary, proud_mum, ramblings, tennis, uni
Right, I know somebody here knows or can find out:
How did anyone get to be an architect without understanding the properties of curved glass?
How does a skyscraper melt a car?
Come on, you can do this!|
I feel... at a loose end. I have masses to do, and equally masses of things I would like to do, but I can't seem to settle. Middle and youngest sons are at school, OH is at work, and oldest son has just gone out for the day. For the first time since 13th May I am actually, totally, alone in the house, and it feels weird.
It's almost four months since I was last properly by myself and it's like I've forgotten how to do it.
Presumably that's not as dirty as it sounds...|
Trying to watch Del Potro's rain-delayed first-round match in the US Open. They managed less than fifteen minutes before Delpo voiced concerns about the slipperiness of the court along the baseline and while the umpire was checking for himself the rain started again, so the players are apparently back in their dressing-rooms.
Someone has just tweeted that OK, there may be rain, but there's also "beer and cornhole". Whatever cornhole might be, it sounds distinctly unappetising to me!
Delpo's Diary - US Open|
Saturday 25th August
Delpo got stuck in a traffic jam in New York. Apparently fans noticed him and started asking for autographs so being Delpo, he obligingly got out of the car and started signing
Tuesday 27th August
Enrique Quique Cano (@QuiqueCano) says that while Roger Federer was waiting in the players' locker room to go out and play Zemlja this afternoon, Delpo turned up - "friendly greetings and good conversation". Roger apparently asked Delpo when he was playing, and Delpo told him, "tomorrow, against [Guillermo] Garcia López".
@QuiqueCano then says that Roger responded with a smile and a gesture of "that won't be difficult" (whatever that looks like).
In other Argentinian news, 28th seed Juan Mónaco retired 2 sets down, 0-3 in the third set against Florian Mayer. No apparent injury, but "muy descompuesto". Ran to locker room at end of second set, on his knees at start of third, poor sod.
Tags: delpo, diary, tennis
OTP for sure...|
It’s indicative of how very distracting my house is at the moment, that the most intellectually challenging activity I could cope with last night was analysing Juan Martín del Potro’s Twitter account (@delpotrojuan).
The nature of the tweets (nowadays in English as well as Spanish), the lack of anyone who looks like a random friend from home, and the conspicuous absence of anyone from Boca Juniors, Delpo's favourite football team, all support the assumption that this is purely the "public figure" account, and that there is presumably a less-conspicuous personal one somewhere else that he uses to keep in touch with his friends.
So, it appears that the man has over one and a half million followers on his "tenista profesional" account (including me - he was my very first "follow" *g*), but he’s following just twelve accounts. So I had a quick look to see who he’s following, as you do:
(1) Twitter help and support in Spanish
(2) Twitter’s own twitter account (does that even make sense?) in Spanish
(3,4,5) Official/sponsor/PR kind of stuff - three accounts
(6) An ESPN "sports journalist/host"
(7,8) Two Argentinian basketball players
(9) Some-one called J P Varsky. I can’t work out who/what he is, but he has almost 600,000 followers.
(10) Some-one called SHAQ. I haven’t a clue who he is, but he has 7.5million followers, so obviously someone has heard of him.
(11) Bruce Springsteen's official account
(12) One single, solitary, tennis player. Guess who.
Yup, of all the tennis players this "public persona" account might appropriately and usefully follow, the only one Delpo has actually chosen to follow is his good friend Novak Djokovic.
Tags: delpo, novolo, ramblings, tennis
"Live" blogging Green Day, if watching recorded highlights on telly can be called live.|
Watching Green Day at Reading Festival! Not live, unfortunately, which is what we were expecting. We were promised a 2.5 hour live stream, but we’ve only got one hour. BBC3 on the telly is shit just for a change, so I'm watching online. At least it means I can type at the same time.
Know Your Enemy
So many memories! I want to get up and dance, I want to shout and scream! Unfortunately the kids are totally disapproving and have insisted I use headphones! I might still have a jump about though...
It's impossible to sit still, I'm grinning like a total idiot here!
Stay the Night - fuck that's fast!
This is actually a pretty good experience - I'm getting the gorgeous close-ups that you get from watching on-screen plus there's all the great live feeling. The shots of the crowd really make me feel like I'm there. Jesus, I don't know how big the audience is, but it's a complete sea of people - looks like more than at Emirates and that was a concert attendance record for the venue - over 60,000.
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Tags: commentary, diary, green_day
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