It has come to my attention that I can no longer keep up with this charade. I must confess something I should have done about a year ago. This might shock some of you. So far I’ve been denying it for myself but I have to tell someone. I’ve thought about this long and hard. I haven’t lost sleep over it though. I know deep inside I have accepted the way things are. Sometimes I wish it would just go away but that thought hasn’t entered my mind that often. One day I might regret I told anybody. Right now I even regret mentioning it to you. I’ll understand if people will stop following my blog after they’re read this. That’s something I can’t control.
What I can control is my own feelings. It doesn’t matter what others think. This is my life after all. I’m going my own way and no one can tell me otherwise. I made a choice and it’s gonna stick. If some think I’m being silly, you might be right. I should know how life is by now but this thing I’m about to tell you is really important. Here it goes.
clears her throat
I hate grammar and always have. This challenge is not very pleasant one. I have no idea how many nouns there is in this post. In school when the teacher told us to search for grammar terms in a text, I was totally lost. That’s why I always failed grammar tests. I have never learned a language by using grammar terms. I want to know how words are put together and that’s it. I don’t need to know which term is which. I don’t know the difference between adjective or adverb. Even if I look it up. The terms just confuses my writing. Just the words “grammar terms” makes me uncomfortable. I just want to write without thinking about the term names.
This week’s Weekly challenge looks quite interesting. I have at least 10 drafts saved so I do this editing thing quite a lot. I decided to write about the event. I was going to write about it anyway so this task is perfect for that.
So I went to see Monty Python live (mostly) on Sunday in our local movie theater. It was live via satellite from London’s O2 Arena. I was really looking forward to it. The show was supposed to start at 9 pm but it didn’t. I guess they just wanted people to get there on time. On screen there were a clock showing when the show would start. The songs of Monty Python was played and then they showed stuff from behind the scenes. In between there were a quiz about them that the audience could answer between their friends if they wanted. Then they showed two videos made by fans that had won a competition. The videos were their version of a Monty sketch. One of them were the fish slapping sketch.
To make this story short. The show was great. There were music numbers, sketches and a few surprises. There was a sketch called ‘Blackmail’ It was a TV show where they ‘blackmailed’ celebrities about their deepest secrets. They led in a person to the stage with a paper bag over their head. And then they moved the bag and there was Mike Myers. Now that was a surprise. He said it was an honor to be on the stage with Monty Python and who wouldn’t agree.
What was really great was that they had the song ‘Finland’ in their show and during that song, 3 dancers with blond wigs were waving Finnish flags on stage. Of course the whole movie theater cheered and clapped.
The funniest was the Dead parrot and the Cheese shop sketch where John Cleese and Michael Palin forgot their words. They did it in style which made it funny. Bloopers on stage. They included Graham Chapman in the dead parrot sketch. So when someone had died, you could say “joined Doctor Chapman” Or maybe it was ‘meet’ Anyway, that’s the way Cleese said.
The show ended with “Always looks on the bright side of life” The audience in London stood up and clapped to show their appreciation.
Even if the show was on the big screen, it still felt like you were really there. The sound system in the theater is great. It didn’t feel like you were in the movie theater at all. I was on a live event once before but it was nothing like this. First I thought, Finns wouldn’t find this kind a humor funny but then why would the whole theater be full otherwise. There were English subtitles so it was easier to follow. The sound went mute for second or two but that’s satellite for you. Some of the audience sighed which was more annoying than the sound going off.
The review in my local newspaper wrote that the audience were mostly over 40 but I think there were more younger ones. At least in the theater I was in.
Outside it was a hot day and you think a movie theater would be cooler. But it was not. I guess there were so many people so the air conditioner wasn’t working the way it should.
I was really pleased about the audience in the theater. Usually Finns seem quiet when it comes to this kind of things. But the atmosphere was good. They were a lot of laughter. But when it comes to Monty Python, every laughter is real. The jokes never gets old. The show was just awesome. I can’t find words to describe it. I’m glad I decided to go. But I knew that as the soon as I found out it would be shown on Finnish movie theaters.
It’s been a great 40 years for Monty Python. Let their humor never die. Comedy and humor have never been the same since.
Long live, Monty Python. You’re great and you know it.
I meant that in a sarcastic way. If you think Finns are nice, don’t be fooled. Some are not. They can be really rude. I don’t remember any specific personally. But my mother had.
Once when a woman had her dog running free in the park, my mother said it’s forbidden to do so. Which is true. It’s not a dog park after all. But this woman told her a rude remark instead. “I can do what I want”- kind of way. You selfish bitch, I would call that woman. Are dog people really that rude? That’s an impression the woman gave at least.
Another incident happened in our local marketplace. My mother used to go there to buy groceries at least once a week. She became acquainted with the saleswomen and men so the conversations could be quite long. The marketplace was her way to meet other people. One time when she was standing by a stand where they sold vegetables, talking to the saleswoman. This man came there and lit up a cigarette in front of the stand. My mother told him to move further away because he was polluting the food with his smoking.
But did he move? No. Instead he started insulting her. E.g. about her appearance and such.
After she told me about the incident I thought it was very rude of the man. Maybe he had been drinking. Some start to act like morons when they’re drunk. But that’s not an excuse to insult people. My mother just took her things and left.
Where is all the kindness in this world? Even if you say it nicely, you still get rudeness back. But the minority of Finns can be helpful. Now to the kindness part.
I have come across situations where I have fallen off my bike and a stranger have asked if I’m OK.
Once I fell off my bike and hurt myself quite badly. It had been raining and the peddles on my bike were wet. I was on my way to the centre to catch a bus to the school I studied at the time. I peddled standing up since the saddle was still moist. I hadn’t got very far when suddenly my right foot slipped from the pedal and off I went. I hit my right elbow in the asphalt. A woman just happened to walk pass and she came to me and asked if I was OK. We looked at my elbow and there was only a scratch. I said I was OK and we both went our way. But I wasn’t OK. A few moments later, I couldn’t move my arm. I still continued my journey. I’ve never passed out but in the bus I was close to. In the end it was only a strain injury. But it still hurt like hell.
To me kindness is small things. Even asking someone “are you OK?” makes you feel you’re not alone.
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