velo army

Switched on "Traces" which is on BBC i-player. It's a Dundee set forensic drama from Val McDermid and stars Laura Fraser. I don't know whether it's the budget, the acting, my internalised Scottish cringe or all three, but every time I watch a Scottish production it just looks cheap. I've never been that into Laura Fraser as an actress as she tends to make Blythe Duff look like Meryl Streep, and she is every bit as wooden here. Fraser stars as a Professor of Forensics and the head of SIFA (Scottish Institute of Forensic Science and Anatomy.......so SIFSA, Shirley!!....never mind) and recently hired a new lab tech who has history with Dundee and used to live there (but has moved from Manchester to work there). It turns out that the dummy case she is asked to work on replicates her mother's murder from years ago. It's a really good plot idea, and I would normally be right into pursuing it......but the acting is rubbish as is the script. There's a couple of bits where my suspension of disbelief was massively tested. First of all it seems that Fraser's entire department is staffed by women, which I'm sure is laudable if the aim of a show is to indulge in alternative realities, but after watching several movies and series where the "diversity" of the cast was more important than creating a believable world and engaging story I couldn't help but feeling this was some kind of cathartic fantasy from McDermid. It took me out of the story a bit as it didn't feel like a real work place. The one guy in the office was such a cartoonishly effete gay guy too that it rendered the whole place a bit ridiculous. Oh, and the script sounded like it was written by a 10 year old. Dundee looks great though, and there was a cool moment at the beginning where the lassie was driving across the Tay Bridge and there was a John Barry-esque soundtrack playing. I liked that a lot.

Or my personal favourite. There are two buses that go from Torry (South) to the north of the city. One is First and the other a stagecoach. The Stagecoach route is a mere 3 minutes behind the First, but they often catch up with each other. The reality is that we're served with one bus. Privatisation is nonsensical when it comes to transport.

7. Second guessed myself on painter and Zelda.

I love how Star Trek gets away with using the same actors due to the heavy prosthetic makeup.

Is that from George Square during the currants' title party?

Less of the X files and more sexy Star Trek ladies please.

Stop it lads.

That's as good as example of so-called imposter syndrome as any. It's the idea that deep down you don't deserve the nice thing and that someone will find out that you have it and take it away while giving you into trouble. Whether it's praise, success, wealth, love or safety, it all boils down to a belief that it isn't for us accompanied by the fear that other people will see this (to us self evident)truth any moment. Often those of us who experience this weren't loved unconditionally as children. We only got the praise, hugs or other positive attention if we behaved a certain way, got good grades or perhaps it was given out inconsistently depending on our parents' mood (or sobriety). Unconditional affection tells the child that he is worthy of receiving this without having to do anything for it. That belief translates to the wider world where he has unconditional permission to pursue his desires and to fulfill his potential. Anyway, I came on here specifically to tell @Richey Edwards that I don't think he's even qualified enough to start a topic on this .

Why would you drink a hot drink with (probably) milk in it if you were thirsty? That'll be an English thing (and perhaps Welsh) as the rest of us have perfectly drinkable tap water.

7 for Thursday. The french and computers.

On the subject of cruise ships, I used to think it was a joke or some daft rumour that folk were choosing to believe that the new harbour in Aberdeen was for cruise ships. It's the grimmest, greyest (yes, even for Aberdreich) brutalist concrete carbuncle you could imagine. It's also next to Balnagask, which is fucking grim. I've seen a fair few collections of confused tourists daunering about Union Street after having been temporarily coughed up by some utter charlatan of a cruise company. But yes, the fattest and dullest of the middle classes are the market for cruises and it's perhaps a good thing that these ships act as holding pens for such people.

Mea Culpa. I didn't pay attention to the "next week" bit and put it on the back burner (then forgot about it). Fucked it. When's the next meeting?

That's the only thing in your post I agree with.

It's unintelligible and it took me eventually plucking up the courage to ask someone (about half a dozen games after I first heard it) what the f**k we were singing before I got it.

Stop it lads.

I'm lyyyyiiiiiiiiing with coins in my eyes.

Best stay clear of Aberdeen and Shire then. It's rife up here.

Cool. Mine is pretty long winded, but here goes. The Jags have a song "red n yellow army" but the words don't fit the song so it sounds like "rello army". I'm a mad keen cyclist and Francophile. Velo is french for bicycle, of course, so it was a play on that.

9 for Wednesday. Wrong proddy.

Off topic, but your user name has been bothering me since you joined the forum. Is it just misspelled or is it a clever play on words due to you being a woman?

Ffs Rovers.

8 for today. Never heard of the city and didn't back my first guess on the Dyson.

Aye I had a dinner ticket and they were school dinners. I internalised this as acceptable as school dinners were a cooked affair, compared to the packed lunch which was invariably at room temperature and, unless you were a trainspotting weirdo who brought a thermos of soup, uncooked.

Guilty m'lud.

You're a massive dobber. Second of all. Objectification is not simply commenting that someone is attractive. There is more to it than that (denial of agency, identity reduced to one function etc). He's not even said "wid" so we can't accurately infer any lascivious desires beyond aesthetic appreciation. Your entire post is all over the place and pretty out of order actually. Your outrage towards the most miniscule of stimuli is pretty sad actually. Lastly, you're a massive dobber.