Adventures of Frangipan

Saturday, 12 April 2014

Thursday Nights

Thursday night is TV night. The Good Wife, Nashville, Southland. I know Southland finished ages ago, but I'm behind. And going to be gutted when it comes to an end.

I love The Good Wife. It's really well written with great story lines, it's funny, serious, thought-provoking, and I love how it's so current, e.g. Anonymous, Bitcoin, etc. It also has the rather lovely Matt Czuchry, but not quite enough of him right now. And Archie Panjabi is brilliant: everyone wants to be Kalinda!

I'm hoping Alicia and Carey's firm will get on firmer footing soon, and it would be great to see them facing anyone other than 'LG' (what a pretentious name change!). And great to see Nathan Lane back in.


But one storyline I never liked and really wish they would get rid of is the Alicia and Will romance. I didn't like it when they were having the affair, I didn't like it last season when the end-of-season cliffhanger could have been Alicia inviting Will to her apartment. And I don't like all the flashbacks in Season 5. It's probably because I don't particularly like Will's character, but I just wish they'd lay off.

Unfortunately I've just accidentally 'spoliered' myself and I think anyone in the US knows this isn't something that will bother me for much longer.

Nashville is all about the women, but it has some very hot men in it too, like Sam Palladio and Chip Esten. I'm enjoying the mix of characters, from the long-standing queen to the new young star, to the ones trying to make it. And they have such a range of sounds. I've never been one for country music, but I like a lot of what they play. I can imagine it's going to do a lot for Nashville, especially as it's filmed there.


I really like the show, but it would be nice if Juliette could grow up a bit. Especially now we have Layla for the bitchy queen: don't need two of them! Last week's episode ended with Will standing on a train track and Peggy getting shot. Looking  forward to next week.

And Southland. It's a bit grittier than I usually like my shows to be, but I enjoy watching it. Everyone is flawed, but often you can understand where they're coming from even if you don't agree with them. It's a real shame that it's been cancelled after 5 seasons, especially considering the rollercoaster ride it's had in that time.



But what is it with Southland and its sudden, shocking deaths?! First Nate in Season 3, and now Henry in Season 5. They happen so fast you can't be sure you really saw them. And apparently the storyline of 5.9 is based on real-life events from 1963.

Last ever episode of Southland next week. So glad there's internet TV so I can go back over my favourite episodes.

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Sunday, 6 April 2014

Say Your Name


Write about your first name: are you named after someone or something? Are there any stories or associations attached to it? If you had the choice, would you rename yourself?
Daily Prompt
Francesca.
I was in the hospital for 3 days with no name. Meanwhile my father was out and about telling everyone his wife had a baby girl, and she was called Angharad Nan (Nan being my paternal grandmother's first name).

My mother kept receiving cards for Angharad Nan, and decided she quickly needed to come up with a name for me, because she absolutely did not want Angharad Nan!

Her best friend reminded her that she had said she liked the name Francesca, after the actress Francesca Annis. And so a compromise was reached and I became Francesca Nan.

 
I've had plenty of stick for my name over the years. Pretty simple really - as one example, shorten it to Franny then remove the 'r' - the joys of childhood! Back then I might've considered changing it.

But then I started getting lots of fun nicknames - like Frangipan - and it wasn't so bad. A few years ago my friends turned many words into my name - 'frank you' and 'frantrum' are two of my favourites.

And there's something nice about a relatively unusual name, except when you're looking for personalised tourist tat!

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Friday, 4 April 2014

Inspirational People

I used to think of myself as being quite a patient person, and able to work well under pressure, and keep my head. As I've grown older, this has definitely changed: work and travel has made me more confident and assertive, so I'm less inclined to put up with bullshit, and often think it's faster for me to do a job myself than wait for others, only to be disappointed. I also have less patience for myself and my own bullshit, and there's plenty of that.

I would definitely say this is worse since Dad died. Every little thing feels like another weight, crushing me down. As soon as I feel like I'm getting on top of things and the end is in sight, more things come to challenge me. I feel like my ability to cope under pressure and my patience have been tested to their limits.

One such example would be the week I locked myself out of my car. Twice.

Not as stupid as it sounds: my car has developed a fault that means the driver's door locks itself as soon as you unlock it. While I was in a car park waiting for Mum one day, I decided to clean the inside of the car. After finishing around my seat, I decide to do the seat behind me. You have to press the 'unlock' button on the fob twice to unlock all the car doors, and I had not done this. I realised the back door was still locked as soon as I shut my door, but that was too late. My door had locked itself, with the key on the dashboard.

It was pretty stressful because everything was locked inside the car: phone, wallet, keys! I just had to wait. I had no breakdown cover, so I was worried how much it would cost me.

Thankfully Mum knows someone from the police who can break into cars. He couldn't pull the lock up, but managed to hook the key onto a wire and drag it out through a gap in the door. Much relief for me, and even more so because he and Mum realised it really was not my fault. I immediately got another key cut in case it happened again.

A week later, I had been checking on my horses at my friend's house when her Dad was on his way back in his truck. I decided to be helpful and offer to open the gate from him. I reversed my car out of the way of the gate and jumped out to ask if he wanted me to open the gate. He said no, because he normally reversed in so needed to pull forward to where I was. No problem, I'll get out of the way.

Except, the car door shut behind me. Keys inside, and this time in the ignition with the engine running. And where is my helpful spare key? In my bag, in the passenger footwell. And once again, I hadn't unlocked all the doors.

This time it was hugely stressful. I hated having a stupid car that kept doing this. I was so angry at myself for locking myself out a second time in a week! I was angry that I hadn't done anything helpful with the spare key yet. I was annoyed that this all happened because I was trying to be helpful, and ended up being a hindrance. I still didn't have any breakdown cover, and this time I was in the middle of the countryside and the engine was running. I was almost crying, swearing, kicking the car, and ready to just throw a rock through the window.

My friend's Dad on the other hand was totally calm. To the point of being quite irritating. He wandered around his shed and house looking for wire and wire cutters and a torch, so we could try to pull the lock up; and in my mind, he was just taking too long, and chatting too much. I was losing my patience with him.

But he did it. He was totally calm, got what was needed, and managed to open the car door and I could get back in and drive away.

I was completely in awe: I achieved nothing while I was losing it, and he remained calm and solved the problem - my problem.

I decided it was something I should work towards, and a few days later, Pinterest came up with a definition of what that is.


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