Posts tagged “Don Kentish

I Wish I Could Fish

Yesterday with Mr P.

Fishing is something I do not think I will ever be able to do, or should I say be, because I find that sitting still business really hard.  Mr P. goes fishing with Jane and they sitting totally still for hours at a time..not my idea of a good time. This is when I realise the difference between Mr P. and myself. He is  more of a a  blissful be-er ( not the stuff you drink ) and I am  more of  a  divine doer. He has always been able to be still, where as I seem to be happily spinning plates most of the time -I bet that is bad grammar!

The carp is getting ready for its closeup

One day I would like to be a blissful be-er, but right this minute I  have far too many exciting things to do to be sitting next to a pond in the cold October glow.. ha ha ha.

Oh and in case you were worried, they do not eat the fish, they go back into the pond once they have had their close up! They are also a bit bony for my liking. A bit of a Christmas delicacy in  parts of Eastern Europe, where they buy them and keep them alive in their baths until Christmas Eve when they are fried in some sort of batter. I did partake in the Czech Republic one Christmas Eve in 1999 when we had a hair brained idea that spending Christmas on a cut priced coach holiday to Prague and the Czech Republic with a load of serious beer drinkers  would be fun…ha ha ha . It was not. We spent the whole holiday trying to avoid all the other people in the party who were usually  beating each other up in  drunken late night events organised by the coach tour – deep joy for 2 teetotallers. Carp are really boney, there must be an art to eating it, unless they just gave us the tiddlers as they thought we would not know any better……..

SONG OF THE DAY – Brooklyn ( owes the charmer under me)

It has been a long time since I posted the first musical love of my life…Steely Dan, introduced to me by Don Kentish….where are you now?

My Least Favourite Word-BESPOKE

OK  So  first, the true meaning of the word!

Bespoke ‘English pronunciation: /biˈspoʊk/ is an English term employed in a variety of applications to mean an item custom-made to the buyer’s specification’. the term historically was applied only to tailored clothing and shirts and other parts of men’s apparel involving measurement and fitting  More generally, bespoke describes a high degree of customisation, and involvement of the end-user, in the production of the good. Now I see nothing there about

1. Icing your name on something.2. Deciding how many you want in a box  3. Mixing a bit of this and a bit of that together and putting a ribbon on it.

Every second shop I pass has BESPOKE tattooed on it’s window. Every thing from flowers to motorbikes to a sandwich shops…does that mean when you go in and ask for a sandwich and they add the filling of your choice, it is a  bespoke sandwich? well obviously it is! really! talk about using a word so much it means nothing anymore…and do you remember anyone using the word at all, more than 5 years ago..NO-ONE appart from really old tailors…Now any business who makes anything where the customer utters something in their direction, ‘ I’ll have some roses and carnations please’, ‘can it say “happy birthday dummy on it” hey presto!!!! it becomes a bespoke flower arranger or bespoke baker….yaaaaawn yawwwwnnnn .just  SOOOOO unimaginative. Just try googling bespoke before any word- chocolate, signs, cakes. I mean how much customising can you do to a chocolate. I did random googling…and yes you can get bespoke gin!! ha ha ha ha.

IT HAS NOW LOST ANY MEANING AS IT HAS BEEN USED SO MUCH that people do not know what it means anymore. People make ‘bespoke trainers’, which are actually not bespoke at all as they are ‘on line’ and as far as I know they are finished and designed and ready to order and  I don’t remember asking for that particular pattern or colour…. Lazy lazy lazy……

I wrote a musical for 10 year old kids   last year and the head -teacher called it a ‘bespoke musical’ ….I mean…we wrote it for them …but i just felt there were so many other magical words that could have been used instead…I  will not go into a shop, or buy from anyone who is offering me ‘bespoke’ windows, plant pots, food ( possibly will allow shoes as long as I really do get to chose everything about them -purple patent gortex please!) If they use the  word ‘bespoke’ as a description for their services – I just assume they are a bit pretentious and a bit unimaginative…unless of course it is an old tailor and I want to get a suit made.

There that told you! Bet you wish you never asked. Have a great day.


Steely Dan were the bread and butter of my musical education and the default on my ipod…I have Don Kentish to thank for my long term love affair with Steely Dan…This track will always remind me of my mate Steve Carter. Deacon Blues.