Day 241: Femfresh Vagina Backlash

This is a hamster. Search term 'nauseous hamster'

So many actual THINGS to be grateful for today. 


Among the things you can touch, thank you so much, David, for sending my your comprehensive and precious Robbins DVD set and book. I know how much you value them and I'm massively grateful to have them. 


And thank you, findy, findy Alazne, for putting your hands right onto my notebook full of email addresses, notes and important shizzle. You did it like a psychic. You rock. 


Esther Lilley brightened my day three or four times today. That's a blessing in itself. I couldn't touch her, as she was on the end of the phone (and on a rather good video by Sam Strickland. Check THIS out. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=URTT2A8I5_I


Thank you for the phrase 'How do you like THEM apples?', which I heard in Goodnight Mrs Calabash last week. I also heard it said by a very senior man at The Pavement, having just won a game of Monopoly, feeling very pleased with himself indeed. The best bit was that it just came out. It was a funny thing to say, but it was just what slipped out in his glee. He was kind of hot anyway, and when he said that he suddenly got hotter, in my eyes. 


Thank you too for the shot of two action men posing quite camply next to a tree in Islington. I really wanted to take said Action Man dolls home. I love them and I only have one now. Gone is my collection (including the massive-thighed one with the gun hand that was given to a small boy by my landlord Dermot many years ago - much to my disgust). However, they were so ace, I felt they should be left for a good while longer. This will motivate me to find my cable, so I can transfer the photos I took and post them on here.

I loved seeing Catherine yesterday too - and partaking, with her, of Polisse, French film full of beautiful performances and lots of interest, if a somewhat unresolvey story or eight. Very good though. And how can I not be kneel-worthily grateful that we were the only two people in the Belsize Park cinema. I LOVED running round and round the cinema in relays, panting and giggling, and I loved 'sitting' upside down on the seats, legs flailing, playing catch with cushions. Thank you, my Very Grown-up Friend. Thank you. 
Here's her version: http://reasonstokeeponbreathing.blogspot.co.uk/


Thank you, Esther Lilley for this link. (http://www.buzzfeed.com/expresident/pictures-that-will-restore-your-faith-in-humanity - made me cry - thanks for that, Lill!) 

And for your stories. Thanks to you, I know that however much I might covet the idea of being with someone, it's worth waiting for the person who makes me laugh and tickles me (figuratively) as Daniel does you and who speaks my language (you know what I mean - evidently speaking other languages is a massive bonus for me - so I don't care what flavour the words are as long as the sense is spot on). Someone who can incapacitate me with delight and laughter. I have some level of faith, at least.


Oh, and this. Thanks for this, and its title (Femfresh Vagina Backlash). I saw it on a facebook link and thought immediately of my sister, Our Face. So I looked further and found she'd already made a comment. Vagina Monologues, eat your heart out. 
http://wallblog.co.uk/2012/06/21/femfresh-suffers-social-media-vagina-backlash/

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And we're back to how childish I am. Words for 'vagina' are often very funny. Vic and I spent many hours, when you add it all up, both together and separately, cackling about such words (among so many others) while enjoying the Viz Profanisaurus/Magna Farta (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roger's_Profanisaurus). Clunge stands out. One of the posts on this thread just said 'Minge'. I laughed for far too long. I'm sorry I'm such a child when it comes to rude words. I'm a bit sorry. I'm a bit not. Aah, take your pleasures where you can. It's funny.


Thank you too for sweet Celine. Pud, I've missed you such a lot. You're someone I admire so deeply. You make your maman proud, Pud. You do, you do. And me.