Bitch on the Blog

June 12, 2014

Who will play you?

Filed under: Amusement,Architecture — bitchontheblog @ 11:39
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Yesterday I received the ultimate compliment. No, not on my looks. On a higher good. The one commenting no doubt feeling very pleased with himself since it was one of those backhanders when you are favourably compared to someone few people can abide. No, not John Humphreys, the Rottweiler. Better. Much much better. I am so pleased I am glowing. No bull. I am glowing.

Who have you been compared to? And why? Please don’t say Marilyn Monroe. I won’t believe you. Talking of whom:  Some years back and to my detriment in public standing, it was established that one of my favourite films is “Some like it hot”, mainly on account of Daphne (Jack Lemon in drag and tottering on high heels). Was there ever anything more delicious than him reminding himself  “I am a girl, I am a girl, …” whilst lying next to Marilyn Monroe? That’s one of the advantages for a woman like me lying next to Marilyn Monroe. You know you are a girl. And please please please don’t bring the Lesbo combo down on me. It’s not my fault that I am hardcore hetero. Even if politically incorrect. There is only so much Zeitgeist one can observe before forced to join a cloister.




  1. John Candy

    Comment by shackman — June 12, 2014 @ 11:50 | Reply

    • I had to look up John Candy. He sure was a looker in 1994 (the photo with the sunglasses).

      Anyway, Shackman, and on a minor point of protocol: The guy is dead. I think it most inconsiderate of anyone to die before they are old and ripe for the reaper.

      Other than that: So glad you didn’t say Marlon Brando (in his later years that is). He wore his weight with as much grace as one can muster under the bolder. Imagine if he’d been a woman: I think he might have cracked before he ballooned. Wonderful man. Gone to waste.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — June 13, 2014 @ 08:32 | Reply

      • Well actually you asked 2 questions – John Candy is who I have been compared to for years but a living, breathing actor t5o play me? John Goodman – we share an irreverent sensibility about most things. As to Candy, check out Uncle Buck and Planes, Trains and Automobiles.

        Comment by shackman — June 13, 2014 @ 09:49 | Reply

  2. Mrs. Doubtfire.

    Comment by rummuser — June 12, 2014 @ 12:04 | Reply

    • Well, light my fire, Ramana. Though I doubt very much I’d have employed you. Only because I believe a child is best served by either his mother or grandmother. Don’t tell feminists I said that. I’ll be dead meat.

      Remain the uncle you are. In the meantime I shall ponder on who best placed to give us a sprinkling of the real Ramana.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — June 13, 2014 @ 08:17 | Reply

  3. The local optician. (among others)

    Comment by magpie11 — June 12, 2014 @ 13:08 | Reply

    • I am not short of imagination, Magpie. Not least because I am so myopic I can’t find my glasses when they sit right on top of my nose. But why your “optician”? It’s bad enough for me to be cryptic but you have taken it to an even to me baffling level.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — June 13, 2014 @ 08:21 | Reply

      • Well, an ex pupil (from circa 1971/2) met me int he street and told me that his optician and I looked alike ande he’d been so confuse that he ahd called said optician by my name. Phillip, said optician, is actually our optician…. and he’s very good, picking upon all sorts of things…. I was once challenged about being a Special Constable too. Never have been such.

        Once, on way to Folk CLub and, because of weather , behatted and wearing a leather jacket, a wery rare occurence that, I was approached and asked for my autograph: “May I have your autograph please MR PRATCHETT?”………. Porr chap ….he was coming ut of the pub….. covered in confusion, he was.

        The 2005 picture is the best!

        Comment by magpie11 — June 24, 2014 @ 11:18 | Reply

  4. The only celeb I’ve ever been compared to is John Lennon, and that only because I looked very similar in the late sixties – beard, granny glasses, long hair etc. I wouldn’t mind being compared to Bill Nighy. He’s so cool and phlegmatic.

    Comment by nick — June 13, 2014 @ 07:42 | Reply

    • John Lennon? No doubt the guy had a brain. Did I like him? Don’t know – on gut instinct I’d probably not have entrusted him with my life. Mothering him more like it.

      Bill Nighy – saw him in something yesterday. Can’t remember now whether he was the murderer or not. Neither does it matter. He is cool in as much as tall slender men with longish blond hair and a languid manner are cool. Come to think of it:, Nick: Yes, I do like laid back men. Women I prefer to have a bit of passion: Think Italian Mama. Or Sophia Loren. Or Bette Davis when she gets annoyed – that staccato way of hers the moment before she lights her cigarette, yes “The Benevolent Vulcano”. Mind you, I am partial to the smouldering yet calm elegance of a Lauren Bacall. Saw her on stage in London. I am in awe of that woman – and her hair. How to emulate Lauren Bacall’s hair? You can’t. Take it from me, Nick: If you have locks (as in corkscrew) you can but dream. One’s only defense to be happy as is. Which I am.

      Our own John of Wales fame once suggested I should be played by Helen Mirren. Compliment or what?


      Comment by bitchontheblog — June 13, 2014 @ 08:07 | Reply

  5. Funny, my comment got rejected when I was in Google Chrome, but in Internet Explorer there’s no problem.

    Comment by nick — June 13, 2014 @ 07:44 | Reply

    • Nick, I do have problems at the moment. Both with google and computer generally. A little tiring, not to say trying. Apologies. And thank you for not being discouraged to try again.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — June 13, 2014 @ 08:11 | Reply

  6. Cyndi Lauper, Madonna, and Lulu. Though not at the same time.

    Comment by Scarlet — June 13, 2014 @ 13:04 | Reply

    • Dearest Scarlet, thanks for dropping by. I don’t keep my best china for ‘special’, instead using it every day. Have a cup.

      Madonna? I can’t abide her. She is possibly the only person ever I have taken an irrational disgust to. Look at her biceps. I bet if she saw my upper arms she’d pay someone to cut them off and install them on her.

      Lulu I like. Not least because of her hairdresser husband. Maggie, my boss back in the Eighties, gave him lots of business.

      Cyndi Lauper? I can see you as her “time after time”. Which reminds me: What’s your favourite nail varnish? “Revlon Red”?

      As I type Watson to my Sherlock deduces that you like singing.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — June 16, 2014 @ 13:45 | Reply

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