Clip of the week #blogjune

What do get when you combine one of the best songs of the 90’s with one of the best tv shows of all time?


I was feeling somewhat forlorn on the weekend. The ABC have been screening Dr Who repeats nightly in anticipation of the new season and they have just finished the David Tennant era.

I have seen this clip before, but it is always worth a visit again, especially to see how many people are involved in creating a TV show! It doesn’t hurt seeing David Tennant again either…

I know people would beg to differ on the whole Proclaimers issue- I am sure my sister Fiona would as I played it  sooo many times when it first came out- but I still have a soft spot for it :).


Another Blogger in the House

An exciting new blogger has emerged on the scene. Master BG has decided to start blogging!

He just started yesterday and after a bit of plugging on Facebook and Twitter, he was stoked to have over 30 views on his first post.

Master BG will write about what he knows and what he likes. His first post was all his work, in his own words. It’s definitely his voice that you hear in his words, or as he put it to his dad, ” It’s like I’m in your head, isn’t it?”

His posts are read by myself or Mr BG, just to make sure that there is nothing which could potentially expose him to unwanted attention. His school have been very proactive in promoting cyber-safety and usually the first question we would ask about posting something is “Is it safe?”

His head is burgeoning with ideas, but we are keen to have him post at regular intervals, and to develop them. At the moment he likes to write lists, and Minecraft and Doctor Who will feature prominently.

Master BG will blog as Seaniclez124

Who, What?

I woke up this morning to the news that Matt  Smith would be leaving Doctor Who at the end of the year in the Christmas Special.

I will be sad to see him go- not as sad as I was when David Tennant moved on (I cried buckets when THAT happened *shamefaced*), but he has been a great addition to the 50 year old TV show.

Doctor Who has always been popular in Australia Shown on the ABC regularly and on repeats, it was guaranteed an audience in our household as a) we were living in Ararat where in the 70s and early 80s all you got on TV was 2 channels and b)my parents had grown up with it.

Australia was also one of the few places where tapes of missing episodes existed in the ABC archives, after the BBC wiped them as a space-saving measure (space-saving measures are as stupid now as they were then).

3 generations of the Bookgrrl family have enjoyed Doctor Who. Master BG was a bit despondent (Matt Smith is his favourite), but was keen to know who the new one would be. His only request is that the new Doctor Who be ‘ginger’.

I’ve also posted a post for today on the Anz23mthings blog on wrapping up Week 4 (yes I have been busy!)

7 discoveries this week

1. My TV antenna is playing tricks with me. It works perfectly fine except at 7.30 on a Sunday night when I want to watch Dr Who. Electricians as a result fail to see the importance of this issue and I have to wait for DAYS to get it fixed.

2. There is a Book Grocer where you can get books for $10. This is a very, very bad thing. They also have very cool wrapping paper which would look great framed…

3. Master BG has started reading Harry Potter and is very intrigued. He is beginning to discover that perhaps the book may be better than the movie, because you can imagine it your own way, rather than the way the director wishes you to see it.

4. It is unwise to leave your mobile on as it will ring during a staff meeting when the Big Boss is present. SHE WILL NOTICE YOU. Then every time you speak, SHE WILL NOTICE YOU.

5. There is nothing so pleasant as a public holiday mid-week- even if it is on the day you are normally off. It is good to spend the day with your family, and reflect upon why you have the day off, while you make your first ever batch of Anzac biscuits.

6. There is nothing so rewarding as working on a tricky reference enquiry for someone, than learning something about the subject at hand and then being thanked by a grateful person.

7. I am getting a little bit excited about my birthday- because my kids are. I suspect it’s the cake :).


Coffee and catch up

Coffee and catching up #2013pad #happy365

Saturdays are filled with laundry, taking Master BG to soccer and hanging out at home. I had a couple of errands to do and Miss BG accompanied me. We bought some boring decking oil for the verandah, a water bottle holder for my bike (the accessorising begins) and a green tshirt for Miss BG’s first sports day.

We ended the shopping expedition with coffee and a babycino with a lemon meringue tart at a cafe. Miss BG was just as excited as I was to see an article in the Good Weekend about the female companions of Doctor Who, and she was curious to see the other Doctors Who featured in the article.

On the way back home she sang Taylor Swift, talked about Harry from One Direction, then went into her room to play dress up. A good day.

Top 7 Emotional Moments on TV, or when I cry like a baby

I can sometimes be a bit of a wuss when it comes to watching movies and TV shows. You’re sitting there, drawn into the minutiae of a character’s life week after week. You feel you know them, you’ve invested time in getting to know them- then suddenly, they’re not there. I’ve shed a few tears over the years at the demise of a show or a character, with these being the moments I remember beng extrmemly emotional. Not all are sad, though they do make up the majority.

1. When Molly died

A Country Practice was one of the first shows we watched together as a family. One of the more popular characters was Molly Jones, a kooky farmer who was married to Brendan, a male nurse who worked at the local hospital and mother to Chloe. As one of the more loved characters on the show it was sad to hear of her leaving, with Molly getting cancer and dying. Rather than see the character die though, her death was written from her perspective. We see her outside, on a couch, watching Brendan and Chloe play together. Then we see Brendan drop what he’s doing and run towards us. The screen goes black and the last thing we hear is Brendan yelling in an anguished tone ‘Molly!’.

The strange thing about this is when I think about it, I still tear up. Even writing this, I have a tissue handy.

2. End of Lost- Jack’s death

I stuck with this show for years, even the difficult 5th season when Channel 7 yanked it around all over the place. I wanted to know the mystery of the island, the plight of the Others, the Dharma Initiative and who was this dude Jacob. It wasn’t so much the end of the series which got me so much as Jack’s final scene. Dying, he finds himself in the same thicket in which he awoke after having been thrown from the plane when it crashed on the island all those years ago. Looking up he sees the plane in the air- his friends and loved ones are safe. Finally at peace he smiles and closes his eyes with the last frames a close up of his eye, reminiscent of the first frames of the first episode. It’s as if the circle has been completed, a broken man made whole and finally at peace.


3. When David Tennant left Doctor Who

I had always been an avowed Tom Baker fan, but my allegiances did change with David Tennant. His French phrases, his ability to fix any situation with a banana or a cheeky grin left me helpless to his charms. His onscreen comic chemistry with Donna Noble had me in stitches. The final scenes where the Doctor says goodbye to his companions are quite poignant, but it’s his last moments where he says ‘I don’t want to go’ that really had me blubbing into my tissues, much to my kids’ surprise. It was also the first time they saw Mum cry at a TV show, and I don’t think it will be the last.

4. Last episode of Star Trek The Next Generation

I am truly showing my nerdy colours with this allotment of TV shows! My younger brother Andrew was the Trekkie in the house and I ended up watching the show as I had to tape it for him (he was still at school and it was on too late). Captain Picard was quite the hottie- I think it was more the accent than anything else. The final scene sees Picard finally join the senior crew’s poker game with him dealing 5-card stud…nothing wild and the sky’s the limit.

It was a bittersweet ending as it was so successful and it ended on a high- subsequent movies weren’t as successful in their characterisation and ensemble chemistry as the TV series.

5. Last episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer

My nerdy credentials are now firmly established :). With a couple of major characters having met their demise, it was tough going- I did have a soft spot for Spike (it may have been the accent) and seeing Sunnydale collapse  into the Hellmouth was very much like the point of no return. And the resulting spin-offs never really did it for me either *sigh*

6. The final episode of Big Brother 2001

Not so much blubbering, but a real sense of loss. I was so hooked on the antics of the first Big Brother, and I wasn’t the only one. I was in Horsham visiting libraries with the lovely Nat. We ended up getting fish and chips for dinner and watching Ben win in Nat’s hotel room. It was a truly bonding experience and we’ve been friends ever since. I certainly felt bereft going home and knowing there would be no Big Brother at 7 o’clock. I ended up watching the ABC news and did so…until the next season of Big Brother :).

7. Whenever Hamish Blake was on Spicks and Specks

Emotional? I nearly wet my pants, with my mascara running down my face with the tears. I don’t know what it is about the guy, he was just FUNNY. He does have nice eyes too, which could help :).

Halloween Happenings

There is something about Halloween that I love. It could be all the Halloween specials from the Simpsons, from Roseanne (who did Halloween specials in favour of Christmas specials), the dressing up, or the really unsavory tradition of walking up to a stranger’s house and asking for lollies (have these children EVER heard of Hansel and Gretel?).

While people may scoff at this ‘American’ tradition and the demise of Australian culture in favour of globalism, I for one can embrace the only time orange can be seen as a truly integral part of a festival.

I’m Irish, many of Mr BG’s forebears were Irish (some even arrived as guests of His Majesty’s pleasure), and I feel I can get away with the whole all Hallows Eve bizzo of ghoulies, ghosties, witches and fairies. It has been a Christian tradition, but also a Celtic tradition known as Samhain, marking the end of the harvest season and the beginning of winter. It’s celebrated with bonfires and crackers (fireworks) in Ireland. In 2001, we were holidaying in Ireland in October and saw the buildup to Halloween, with heaps of crackers for sale. It was one of the first years that fireworks were legally for sale in Northern Ireland, after having been banned.

There will be no crackers tonight, but the kids are getting dressed up, with Miss BG as a witch (for the sake of creche, she was Hermione Granger),

And Master BG with braces, fez and sonic screwdriver as Doctor Who.

There are also some lollies in the cupboard for a ‘treat’ this evening 🙂