In the British history challenge we now reach the reign of Henry II, and accuracy completely goes out of the window (again!)
I spent last night in agony. Why? Because a filling came loose and got infected, that’s why. My last visit to the dentist was because a tooth had split and become infected to the point where the gum above it had ballooned. Unfortunately, the dentist I visited didn’t believe the tooth had split, cut a nice slice through my lip, drilled a large hole in the back of the tooth and then shoved a load of crushed up stuff into the gap to ease the pain. Then they told me to gargle salt water. It worked… Sort of. But I’m thinking right now that I might have visited some fancy new age herbalist dentist by accident, although it definitely seemed like a normal dentists at the time. Needless to say that tooth continued to split and now only half of it remains.
But that was that tooth. This is another. Another that no matter what I do the filling always seems to make a break for freedom. Don’t ask me why but it probably involves a deluded dental conspiracy to squeeze money out of people by sticking in dodgy fillings. That’s another rant entirely… After spending a sleepless night with no painkillers around, no twenty four hour pharmacy nearby and a mouth being attacked by large mallet wielding gorillas from the inside, I visited the dentist. Not the same one mind you.
Rather than solve the problem do you know what they did? Stuck some crud in there to stop the infection spreading and prescribed me penicillin. The crud got washed away as soon as I took a drink. Shows how useful that was.
So far I’m waiting for the penicillin to kick in. No luck yet. Could be in for another night of pain. And I’ve managed to burn my tongue now as well, so I’m currently experiencing the double whammy M.C Hammer of pain. Now if only someone would shout ‘STOP!’
In other news, I thought i’d try a new tactical approach to batting out of here. I’ve redone my CV and I’m working on a new cover letter. It might give me a better fighting chance now as everything is clearer and more concise. Lets hope it isn’t all a waste of time.
Also… It got sent. Yep… you know what i mean by it. IT- I mean Dark Legend. We’ll wait for the results on that one though.
I’m going back to my pain right now.
See ya on the other side.
Ok. Onwards with our history challenge! We’re out of the Roman period and after a huge gap known as the Dark Ages, we’re back blinking into the light of a nation ravaged by raiders and war… And we don’t miss those pesky Romans one bit… Or their Indian ninja women! Continue reading “Enter the Normans: The British History Challenge- #4 & #5”
I hinted, at the end of my first blog post, about something entitled “Dark Legend.”
Dark Legend is a project I’ve been working on since I was sixteen. Primarily it’s an eleven/twelve part TV serial. I believe in the US it’s referred to as a miniseries. There is nothing mini about this, however, as the story unfolds into a massive thrill ride of car chases, explosions, post apocalyptic worlds, epic battles, tragedy, betrayal, romance and heroism all set against a backdrop of impending disaster for humanity. Continue reading “Dark Legend”
So, whilst I’m stuck here for the time being I thought i might do something productive, you know, whilst I wait for the hypothetical train out of dodge. Seriously… It’s been severely delayed. My challenge is to watch almost the entirety of British history on film, or as much as is possible. Hopefully, by the end I will be able to say something about it, not least that an awful lot of people in British history look like Michael Caine.
The first thing to do was make the list and construct it based on what films are available, what goes where according to everything else, conflicting ideas etc…. In the end the result was a list of sixty films starting with ‘Centurion,’ set in AD 117, and finishing with ‘The Queen,’ in 1997.
So lets start at the very beginning. It is, after all, a very good place to start.
So… I’ve just finished three years of a history and archaeology degree. I’ve left all my friends behind as well as the best student radio station in the world. You’d immediately think that there would be bigger and better things just waiting for me. New friends, new places, new adventures…
Yes… NO! At the moment I’m stuck exactly where I don’t want to be… Hell. Or at least it seems like hell. I’m in a place where there is almost nowhere to go, nothing to do and nobody to talk to. The entire place is full of inbred freaks, weirdos and incestuous bipeds. Any friends I may once have had here have long since forgotten about me, just like the ones I’ve left behind probably will in a couple of years time.
The trouble is to have adventures, go places and meet people in the modern world you need a secure income and that usually entails getting a job. Here in lies the root of why i’m stuck here. I need a job… Yet nobody appears to want to employ me. I’ve been applying for a job in the radio industry because that’s what i want to do.
So I’ve been sending out my CV and demo reel in the hope that someone somewhere in the country will give me a job. So far, no luck.
It’s not that I don’t have the experience, drive, motivation or qualifications… indeed, one of the few replies which I’ve received said I had an excellent CV, although then they also basically said “we don’t want you to work for us, F**k off”- in much ruder terms. These past three years I’ve been working desperately hard so I would never have to come back here. Looks like I failed on that front.
Oh well… Theres always Plan B… It’s called “Dark Legend”