09:00 No whatsapp call this morning with Sarah, our daughter in
Perth, Australia - she sends me a text message: the family is driving down to
the harbour. They want to see the fireworks for Australia Day.
Later, Francis posts a few photos on Facebook, but where are the
kids, the couple's 6-year-old twins Lily and Jessie? I suspect they are asleep in
the back of the car and Sarah sitting with them, but we'll see!
our son-in-law Francis's pictures of the
fireworks
in Perth Harbour tonight for Australia Day
10:00 Lois wants to attend her sect's two worship services, taking
place today in Tewkesbury library. She has been suffering from back pain over
the past few days and she has asked me to drive her over there. She is taking a
bag of food with her: cans for the most part.
The sect's local leadership recently assigned her a project to get
the sect's local members to donate food every Sunday, which she would then take
to the food bank in the local Tesco mini-market.
The project officially started last Sunday, but despite calls from
the leadership and emails from Lois, not one member remembered to bring food in
with them last Sunday: only Lois had come with any - actually two bags worth, bless her. Even
the leadership’s members forgot. It was all a bit pitiful, I think. Let’s hope
some of them contribute something today, and it’s not just Lois donating. Good
grief, what madness !!!!
I drive Lois over to Tewkesbury and drop her off at 10:30 am in
front of the library. But we find that the library is still closed - the two
members holding the keys have not yet appeared, which is typical, I have to
say! If I knew it was only me and another member holding the keys, I would make
sure I showed up at least on time and preferably even a bit earlier, but I feel
I'm a little out of step with the times. My god, what a crazy world we live in
!!!!
Tewkesbury Library
14:00 After eating my lunch I drive back to Tewkesbury and pick Lois
up in the car park closest to the library. She says that this week a few members
actually remembered to donate cans of food to the food bank and Lois feels very
pleased now with the progress she’s made on the project, which is nice.
We drive home again and I go to bed and take a gigantic afternoon
nap while Lois sits down in the living room to watch some movie on television.
I get up at 4 pm and we relax with a cup of tea and a slice of home-grown,
homemade greengage jam - yum yum!
17:00 I start reading another 4 pages of Anna Grue's Danish crime
novel, "The Further You Fall", which is our U3A Danish group's
current project. The group will be holding its regular meeting here on Thursday,
our first meeting since the Christmas break.
Anna Grue's novel, which is
our U3A Danish group's current project.
The hero of the novel is Dan Sommerdahl, an advertising man and
amateur detective, who is trying to help
local police solve two murders: Lilliana, an Estonian cleaning woman who worked
in Dan's advertising agency, and Sally, Lilliana's Nigerian roomie.
The three main characters in the novel:
advertising man and amateur detective Dan
Sommerdahl (right)
with his best friend, Police Detective
Flemming Torp (left),
and Dan's wife, Marianne, a doctor, whom both
men are in love with - yikes!
Both the murdered women had become involved in Denmark's sex and
porn industry. And when police investigated Lilliana's body, they found that
she had given birth "vaginally" a few months earlier, though none of
her work colleagues seemed to realise she was pregnant. But she was a cleaning
woman after all, so maybe she had the habit of showing up for work wearing
something not very tight-fitting or revealing, but that’s something I'm not
entirely sure about - the jury is still out on that one.
In the pages I read today, Dan, the amateur detective, discovers
that Lilliana's baby was adopted by a woman named Regitze, who is actually one
of the doctors in his wife Marianne's medical practice, even though Marianne
doesn't seem to have any knowledge of it.
My goodness, what a coincidence! But Denmark is a much smaller
country than the UK with a much smaller population, so maybe some such things
happen from time to time.
18:00 We have dinner and spend the rest of the evening watching
some television, the 6th (and last) episode of an interesting drama documentary about the
model Christine Keeler and the so-called Profumo scandal that first hit the
headlines early in the 1960’s, when Lois and I were young teenagers. Keeler had
an affair with the then Secretary of War in Harold Macmillan's Conservative
government, John "Jack" Profumo.
Stephen Ward, the distinguished osteopath who was friends with a
number of important personalities in government and others in high social
positions, used to invite Profumo and others to parties where they met models
such as Christine Keeler, and other beautiful women ready to go to bed with
them in exchange for expensive gifts and a luxury lifestyle and the like.
But as soon as Profumo was forced to resign as Minister of War and
the scandal hit the headlines, Stephen Ward suddenly found himself isolated and
shunned by his former rich and powerful friends. And his wealthy patients began
cancelling their appointments with him. Not "The Establishment’s"
finest hour, to put it mildly.
Tonight is another rather sad episode. Ward gets found guilty on a
ridiculous charge, in part based on Christine's evidence, that he was living on
"immoral earnings", but he actually dies of an overdose before he can
hear the jury's verdict.
And Christine's perjury in a minor trial is punished by a few
months in prison. After being released, she is filled with misgivings about her
role in helping the police get Ward convicted.
And finally we hear Profumo's wife, Valerie, an ex-actress who has
mostly been silent during the saga, scolding him for his affair with Christine,
and scolding men in general - yikes!
But it is clear that Profumo sincerely regrets what he did, and we
see him later accepting a job as an assistant at Toynbee Hall, a charity and drop-in
centre for various local residents in a suburb of London, mostly the elderly,
the lonely, the poor, etc. Valerie decides eventually that she can forgive him: and we see her turn
up one day at the centre and "invite" him out for lunch with her.
A touching scene, but I tell Lois that I'm not sure I could ever
be friends with a man who doesn't like rissoles, I have to say: they're so yummy
ha ha.
Christine was a bit of a tortured soul, but not her friend, Mandy.
There are some people who never seem to be affected by any disaster or scandal
that strikes them: they have a talent for making the most of their lives, no
matter what happens. And they always come up smelling of roses. Mandy
Rice-Davies was such a one. And we see her tonight in the recording studio, exploiting her notoriety to record a
lively version of the hit song "Baby You’ve Got It Takes".
A fantastic series, Lois and I think. The acting was really
top-notch, and the script was absolutely incredible.
22:00 We go to bed - zzzzzzzz !!!!
Danish translation:
søndag den 26. januar 2020
09:00 Ingen
whatsapp-opkald i formiddag med Sarah, vores datter i Perth, Australien – hun
sender mig en sms: familien er ved at køre ned til havnen. De har lyst til at
se fyrværkeriet i anledningen af Australia Day.
Senere lægger Francis et
par fotoer op på Facebook, men hvor er børnene
- parrets 6-årige tvillinger Lily og Jessie? Jeg mistænker, de sidder og
sover på bilens bagsædet, og Sarah sidder med dem, men vi får se !
vores svigersøn
Francis’ billeder af fyrværkeriet
i aften i anledning af Australia Day ved byen Perths
havn
10:00 Lois ønsker at
deltage i sin sekts to gudstjenester, der finder sted i dag i byen Tewkesburys
bibliotek. Hun har lidt af rygsmerter igen de seneste få dage, og hun har bedt
mig om at køre hende derover. Hun medbringer en pose fødevarer: dåser for det
meste.
Sektens lokale ledenskab
tildelte hende for nylig et projekt til at få sektens lokale medlemmer til at
donere fødevarer hver søndag, som hun så tager med til madbanken i det lokale
Tesco-minisupermarked.
Projektet startede
officielt sidste søndag, men på trods af appeller fra ledeskabet og emails fra
Lois, huskede ikke ét medlem at medbringe mad sidste søndag: kun Lois var
kommet med en pose – faktisk to poser. Endda ledeskabets medlemmer glemte. Det
hele var lidt ynkeligt, synes jeg. Lad os håbe, at medlemskabet bidrager med
noget i dag, og det er ikke bare Lois, der donerer. Du godeste, sikke et
vanvid!!!!
Jeg kører Lois over til
Tewkesbury og sætter hende af kl 10:30 foran biblioteket. Men biblioteket er
stadig lukket – de to medlemmer, der holder nøglerne, har ikke dukket op endnu,
hvilket er typisk, det må jeg nok sige! Hvis jeg vidste det var kun mig og et
andet medlem, der holdt nøgler, ville jeg sørge for, at jeg dukkede op i det
mindste til tiden og helst endnu tidligere, men jeg føler, jeg er lidt ud af
trit med tiderne. Du godeste, sikke en skør verden vi lever i !!!!
Byen Tewkesburys
bibliotek
14:00 Jeg afhenter Lois i
den parkeringsplads, der er tættest på biblioteket. Hun siger, at denne uge
huskede faktisk et par medlemmer at donere dåser mad til madbanken og Lois
føler sig meget tilfreds med sit fremskridt, hvilket er rart.
Vi kører hjem igen og jeg
går i seng for at tage en gigantisk eftermiddagslur, mens Lois sætter sig til
rette i stuen og ser en eller anden film i fjernsyn. Jeg står op kl 16 og vi
slapper af med en kop te og et stykke
brød med hjemmedyrket, hjemmelavet reineclaude-marmelade – yum yum!
17:00 Jeg går i gang med
at læse endnu 4 sider af Anna Grues danske krimiroman, ”Dybt at falde”, som er
vores U3A danske gruppes nuværende projekt. Gruppen holder sit regelmæssige
møde på torsdag hos os, vores første møde siden julepausen.
Anna Grues
krimiroman, som er
vores U3A danske
gruppes nuværende projekt.
Romanens helt er Dan
Sommerdahl, en reklamemand og amatørdetektiv, der prøver at hjælpe det lokale
politi med at løse to mord: Lilliana, en estisk rengøringskvinde, der arbejdede
i Dans reklamebureau, og Sally, Lillianas nigerianske roomie.
De tre hovedfigurer i krimiromanen:
reklamemanden og amatørdetektiven Dan Sommerdahl (til højre)
sammen med sin bedste ven, politidetektiven Flemming Torp (til venstre),
og Dans kone, Marianne, en læge, som begge mænd er forelskede i – yikes!
Begge kvinder var blevet
involveret i Danmarks sex- og porno-industri. Og da politiet undersøgte
Lillianas lig, fandt de ud af, at hun havde født ”vaginalt” nogle måneder
tidligere, selvom ingen af hendes arbejdskollegaer syntes at være klar over, at
hun havde været gravid. Men hun var trods alt rengøringskvinde, så måske havde
for vane at dukke op til arbejde iført
noget ikke særlig stramtsiddende eller tætsiddende, men det er jeg ikke helt
sikker på – juryen er stadig ude om det.
I de sider, jeg læser i
dag, opdager Dan, den amatørdetektiv, at Lillianas barn blev adopteret af en
kvinde ved navn Regitze, faktisk en af lægerne i hans kone Mariannes
lægepraksis, selvom Marianne ikke virker ikke at have den fjerneste anelse om
det. Du godeste, sikke en sammenfald! Men Danmark er et meget mindre land end
Storbritannien med en meget mindre befolkning, så måske sker der sådanne nogle
ting fra tid til anden. Men det er jeg ikke helt sikker på - juryen er stadig
ude om det.
18:00 Vi spiser aftensmad
og bruger resten af aftenen på at se lidt fjernsyn, det 6. (og sidste) afsnit i
en interesssant dramadokumentar, der handler om modelen Christine Keeler og den
såkaldte Profumo-skandale, der ramte overskrifterne først i 1960’erne, da Lois
og jeg var unge teenagere. Keeler havde en affære med den daværende
krigsminister i Harold Macmillans konservative regering, John ”Jack” Profumo.
Stephen Ward, den
fornemme osteopat, der var venner med en række vigtige personligheder i
regeringen og andre i høj sociale positioner, havde for vane at invitere dem
til fester, hvor de mødte modeller såsom Christine Keeler, og andre smukke
kvinder klar til at gå i seng med dem i bytte for dyre gaver og et
luksuslivsstil og den slags.
Men så snart Profumo blev
tvunget til at sige op som krigsminister, og skandalen ramte overskrifterne,
befandt Stephen Ward sig pludselig isoleret og skyet af sine tidligere rige og
magtfulde venner. Og hans rige patienter begyndte at aflyse deres aftaler hos
ham. Ikke
”The Establishments” fineste time, for at sige mildt.
I aften endnu et lidt
trist afsnit. Ward er dømt på en latterlig sigtelse, altså, delvis baseret på
Christines bevis, at han levede af ”umoralske indtægt”, men han faktisk dør af
en overdosis, før han kan høre juryens dom.
Og Christines mened i en
mindre retssag bliver straffet med et par måneders fængsel. Efter hun bliver
løsladt, er hun fyldt med dårlige anelser om sin rolle i at hjælpe politiet til at få Ward
dømt.
Endeligt hører vi Profumos kone, Valerie, en eks-skuespillerinde, der for
det meste er blevet tavs under sagaen, skælde ham ud for hans affære med
Christine og skælde mænd ud generelt – yikes!
Men det er klart, at Profumo virkelig fortryder dét han gjorde, og vi ser
ham acceptere et job som assistent på Toynbee Hall, en velgørenhedsinstitution
og drop-in center til forskellige lokale indbyggere i en forstad til London,
for det meste de ældre, de ensomme, de fattige osv. Valerie kommer senere til
at tilgive ham: vi ser hende dukke op en dag på centret og ”invitere” ham til
at gå ud til frokost med sig.
En rørende scene, men jeg fortæller Lois, at jeg ikke er sikker på, at jeg
nogensinde kunne godt være venner med en mand, der ikke kan lide frikadeller,
det må jeg nok sige: de er så lækre ha ha.
Christine var lidt af en tortureret sjæl, men ikke hendes veninde, Mandy.
Der er nogle mennesker, der aldrig bliver forandret af noget katastrofe eller
skandale som helst, der rammer dem: de er meget gode til at få mest muligt ud
af deres liv, uanset hvad der sker. De kommer altid ud af det duftende af
roser. Mandy Rice-Davies var sådan et menneske. Og vi ser hende udnytte sin
berygtethed til at optage en livlig version af hitsangen ”Baby You’ve Got What
It Takes”.
En fantastisk serie, Lois
og jeg synes. Skuespillerne var rigtig toptunede, og scriptet var helt
utroligt.
22:00 Vi går i seng –
zzzzzzzz!!!!
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