Saturday, 17 January 2015

50 Greatest Royal Rumble Moments

If December has Christmas, then January has the Royal Rumble.

It's no secret I am a big wrestling fan. Every January, the WWE has the Rumble, a 30 man staggered entry battle royal. Two men start off, every two minutes another man (or sometimes, woman) enters the fray. Entries are by a random (to the fans) draw, so no one watching knows who is coming out next. It is every man for himself, so any friendships or partnerships go out the window for this one night. Folk are eliminated by going over the ring's top rope and having both feet touch the arena floor. And the match continues until one person is left, who wins a title shot at their biggest show of the year, WrestleMania.

Tuesday, 6 January 2015

Things They Don't Warn You About

On Sarah's first birthday

A list of things they don't warn you about...

1. Wee kids are smart. Very smart. The adult who goes "Oh, they don't understand/can't do X" usually swiftly finds themselves outwitted in a very public manner. From the moment Sarah was born, she was outwitting expectations of her. She was twelve hours old when she got her mittens off for the first time, and the chorus in the ward was "She's not meant to be doing this yet!"

2. Child proofing, in combination with Point 1, is an oxymoron. Put things up high, Sarah will reach them. Put them in another room, she will get to them. Put up childproof locks, she will unlock them. The safety gate lasted a while longer, but she has now worked out how to get it loose enough to escape... by unscrewing the bolts.

3. An escaping crawling toddler is very adept at the last second Cryuff turn when being chased - complete with parent crashing into things. On the other hand, this usually stops Sarah as she is too busy stopping to laugh at the scene!

4. Crawling is very fast. Sarah can traverse the entire flat in less than ten seconds. Usually followed by a "weeeeeeee" excited noise.

5. A child above the normal learning curve doesn't rest on its laurels. I foolishly thought that Sarah, having picked up crawling at 9 months, would enjoy that for a bit. A week later, she stood for the first time, a day after that she took her first step. Within six weeks, she went from rolling around the floor to walking around the sofas. She's currently trying to talk steps unaided, which so far have resulted in sudden meetings of mind with the carpet and hugs from mummy or daddy. But the more she achieves, the more frustrated she seems to get at the stuff she can't do. Patience may be a virtue, but not yet, seemingly!

Reminds me of the time my Aunt was driving us home from a family gathering, me in the back seat with Sarah in her car seat, and aunts son. The son was talking about how he'd hate to be a baby again, all that stuff you could think of but be unable to do and need help. Sarah turned to him, sighed, and nodded.

6. Coupled with this impatience and vast intelligence, there comes the great delight in proving you've outwitted your elders. A feat of, say, technical engineering to grab Dad's juice, well beyond the usual limits of your own age, usually has Sarah conflicted: she wants to make way with her ill gained deeds, but also wants everyone to notice and praise her ingenuity!

7.  That you will wind up watching the World Cup with a six month old, engrossed. Or Doctor Who, despite the fact she got put to bed well before each week, and each week, she managed to wake up just in time. Online fandom can say what it wants about In the Forests of the Night, Sarah was entranced by it.

And watching an eight month old argue back to the Doctor never ceases to be amusing!

8. The cheeky grin.

9. That time you watch the buggy walk past you, only to see Sarah is using it to stand and has walked across the middle of the room using it for support.

10. That first time she smiled.

11. About two seconds later, when she realised she could use that to great effect.

12. Baby laughter is funny. Toddler hysterical laughter, the equivalent of someone watching a three hour Billy Connelly marathon, is contagious. Sarah being the first fan in recorded history of my jokes...priceless!

13. That when a child has you marked as the Soft/Fun/Not Disciplinarian Parent, and you tell them off for naughtiness  they give you this betrayed look, as if to say "But, we're comrades!"

14. The moment when you are awoken by a wee person saying, loudly, "Dada! Dadadadadadadadadada!" with a big grin.

15. Some/most children have trouble weaning. But you might wind up with a Sarah, who took to weaning like an arsonist takes to the A listed buildings of Strathclyde. Sarah could eat three courses and still aim to try and steal everyone else's food. When she was six weeks old, we were at Aunt Marions, I was feeding Sarah. A plate of sandwiches came over to me, and a hand reached out to grab one. That hand was somewhat smaller than mine, and it took Mandy a few seconds to clock it! An earlier incident involved Sarah handing her bottle to her Auntie Cat, and in the other hand trying to grab Cat's cup of tea!

16. They will fall for kids TV shows you find hideous. Like Mr bloody Tumble. And when you moan to your own parents about it, they will look sagely, mention "Timmy Mallett" and laugh. But Timmy was high drama, not this, of course. You have officially become old!

17. She will take to books. Very quickly. Reading books to child will, before you know it, turn into her handing you the book, only to then try and read it to you.

18. Some books she loves, you will learn by heart, so that, if, say, she decided to look at the illustrations on the pages out of sync, you could still read the book from memory. Hello, Neil Gaiman and Cho's Day.

19. The first time someone is mean to your child, the surge of rage that runs through you, "How dare you be mean to my baby!"

20.  Affectionate headbutts. Loving hairpulls. Adoring teeth pulls. "Just checking to see if you are teething, Dada!"

21. The first word. "Mum" in Sarah's case.

22.The next 450 words. "Mum" also.

23. The time period in which she was building up to saying "Dada", nearly getting there, and you didn't want to jump the gun on social media and go "OMG! SHE SAID DAD! MELTING EVERYWHERE, GUYS!"... only for everyone else to jump the gun!

24. That you have to learn to say a firm No. To members of your own family who think they are doing everyone a favour too.

25. A firmer NO, a few months later, with the first tantrums. Those were Sarahs, not her family.

26. That she will use you as a climbing frame.

27.  How bloody knackering the entire thing is.

28. Related to the last point, how much fun it is too!

29. You will never realise quite how many mannerisms and ticks you have until a little person starts to copy every single one of them.

30. That even when they can't talk, they are very good at getting their point across.

31. That you go in one year from "AAAAAH BABIES RUN AWAY WHERE'S THE RESPONSIBLE ADULT! OH NO, THAT'S ME! AAAAAAAAAAH!" to "Stand back, I can do this, I'm a dad."

32. How they progress, in the space of a year, from new born to wee person, complete with her own hobbies, sense of humour, etc etc. And throughout that time, even early days in, you sometimes watch her, watching you, and there's this strange look on her face. It takes you a while to work out what it is, because its not one you tend to see, unless you are some mega famous George Clooney type or Batman, and I am not the Batman.

It's adoration.

Then you think, who is she adoring? There's no one else in the room but us two. Oh blimey, she's looking lovingly at her dad. What did I do to earn that? "You exist". "Do I?" "Yes, you are my joint favourite person, alongside Mummy, Auntie Cat, and Iggle Piggle!"


But then...

33. At one point, kids seem this far off neverwhere place. Then you find out, one is coming. Then, one arrives.

I was banned from the hospital for the whole birth and time in there, due to the triple virus I had last New Year. So the first time I met Sarah, was her first day home. Cat carried her up the stairs, lifted her out of the travel seat, and sat her down on my lap with a "Sarah, your Dad. Michael, Sarah. Hi!"

3 day old Sarah and I stared at each other with a look of horror.

Then she lifted her hand slightly and put it on top of mine, as if to say, "Don't worry daddy, I've got your back here."

And at that moment, you realise she has moved permanent residence into a spot in your heart, from first meeting to the day you breathe your final breath. My littlest mischief bear!

And now, one year on, on your first birthday, who knows what further mischief will be unleashed before time?

But I do know I feel really lucky. Because Sarah already shows the smarts, the intelligence, the determination, to do anything she wants to be in life. (And we wont stand in our way, but you knew that already) She's a very special wee girl. And of all the people on the planet, only one person was ever able to call themselves Sarah's dad. That's me.

It is a huge honour and responsibility.

But one loves it as much as one loves her.

Sunday, 4 January 2015

2015 Glasgow Buildings Deadpool

"Historic Scotland has been very lax in keeping these buildings safe, but at the end of the day there is nothing they can do. The listing system is ineffectual as well. The council is just playing the system because if it lets the buildings fall into disrepair they will fall down. There is some legislation but it is difficult to enforce. They leave it lying long enough and the city council say it is dangerous and has it demolished. Springburn Halls is the most recent example but will not be the last. If they were Mackintosh buildings, there would be an international outcry. We make the most of the city's buildings through maintenance, repairs and insurance, with City Property managing and bringing to market as appropriate around 30 listed buildings classified as surplus."
Gary Nisbet, Evening Times, January 2013

Saturday, 20 December 2014

Monday, 1 December 2014

January 2014 Memoriams

Where did the year go to? A blur of nappies, for me, no doubt, but sitting down to be reflective, as one does, you realise what a contemptible bastard the Reaper was this year too. 

Here then are a few thoughts and tributes to the great, good and the memorable who left in January this year.*

*And a few who went before, but were announced after the bells.

To repeat the drill, for those new to this:

This stemmed from a conversation with Toby Hadoke in May 2011, over BAFTA/Oscar tributes and their ability to omit people. And then from many, many conversations with poor old Jon Arnold following.

Arnold's belief, and one I share, is that if someone makes a mark on your life, however oblique, it is right to tip a hat of respect towards them at their death. They could have written a book you love, or been a hero of your childhood (or adulthood), or even had a passing role in an episode of a TV show you liked. Whatever they did, it is right to acknowledge their role in an aspect of your life, much as we hope others will do for us in the future when we are gone.

He made one small ruling though: "it can't be a meaningless list of names, it has to express why these people meant something." For some people, that is fairly obvious. Phil Everly's legacy, for example, is fairly easily defined and adored. The bigger challenge was in expressing the adoration felt for so many unsung heroes, too many of whom we lost this year. Folk who might not get a moment in a Year End Memoriam on TV, but who deserve a moment of respect none the less. In fact, researching the finer details of folk I had as fuzzy memories led me to appreciate them all the more again.

I guess as you get older, your spheres of knowledge widen, and so by degrees do the vast number of people involved. Take Doctor Who for example. The average fan has an interest in a show going back fifty years, and knows of many of the main stars, production teams, assistants, writers, associates and guest casts of the show. Thats a list of over two thousand names from the off, and I've never met anybody whose sole interest in life is merely one TV show.

So on top of all our the personal tragedies, here is a small (small not being the operative word here) tribute to lives that moved: writers, musicians, politicians, historical figures, war heroes, actors, geniuses, activists, footballers. Some may be acknowledged for their place in history, others for their effect on me. All people made equal by that final exit.

It isn't a complete list. You wont find the Deaths of Everyone in 2014 here - go to Wikipedia for that. I can't pretend to know everything: indeed, I notice many an American football obit, but being blind to the sport, I would have no knowledge of their existence within the sport. Conversely, due to my political history and cult TV geekdoms, folk of those aspects may well show up more than normal.

There was also some judicious editing. My interest has always been primarily in brilliant people, or, at the very least, people I can understand the motivations of. Folk involved in being genuinely evil, I find little brilliance in. Hence previous year snubs of Erich Priebke, and intended future snub of Peter Tobin, for two examples.

For Death is merely a point. All of the people, in their own way, were awe inspiring. So enough of me. Lets pay tribute to the first of these sadly departed.