Friday, 10 September 2010

All idioms

on all fours

on one's hands and knees

I dropped a contact lens and spent an hour on all fours looking for it.

The baby can walk, but is on all fours most of the time anyway.

I got down on all fours to look for my contact lens.









all ears

listening eagerly and carefully

I'm all ears, waiting to hear your latest excuse for not getting this job done!


The kids were all eyes, taking in every detail of the new house.

When John told them about the circus, the boys were all ears.










All cats are gray in the dark.

When in the dark, appearances are meaningless,
since everything is hard to see or unseen.


all the rage - very popular or in fashion at the moment
Can you remember when disco was all the rage and we'd go dancing all night in the clubs?

Robinson Crusoe Seeks Girl Friday

Robinson Crusoe Seeks Girl Friday


In 1980 the 50-year-old Gerald Kingsland placed an advertisement in the classified listings of London “Time Out” Magazine. "Writer seeks 'wife' for year on tropical island", said the brief listing.

Kingsland was flooded with applicants, and from the 56 applicants, he chose the 26-year-old Lucy Irvine to be Girl Friday on his island. Lucy and Gerald spent a year alone together on the remote Tuin Island in the Torres Straits of Australia. Lucy (and later Gerald) wrote a book about the experiences on the island, which became a huge international best seller, later to be turned into a movie starring Oliver Read and Amanda Donohue.

Almost 30 years later another castaway is seeking a Girl Friday, except he is relying on the power of the internet to deliver love to his island.



David’s Search for Love

In early 2007 I contacted David Glasheen who lives on Restoration Island because I had seen an article about the island, and wanted to know more about the man who lived on such a famous island.

Dave and I got on very well and over time spoke more and more. We met in person occasionally when he came down to town, and during one of these meetings we discussed how we wanted to find a Girl Friday to share his life, and the island.

“Unfortunately women don’t come out of ocean, as easily as the internet,” said Dave wistfully.

I thought it best to interview Dave and ask pertinent questions other journalists will want to know.



THE INTERVIEW

Q: Why did you decide to live on the island?

A: As a child I grew up on the ocean, and always dreamed of living on an island.



Q: What is the best thing about living on an island?

A: Complete privacy and tranquility.



Q: What is the worst thing about living on an island?

A: Not having someone special to share the experiences with.



Q: Does it bother you to be called a hermit?

A: I suppose I am a hermit, just because I live here on my own. But that’s doesn’t make me unsociable. I see myself as a social hermit, and I’ve played host to all sorts of interesting people from all over the world here. I’m not a hermit by choice, and would really love to find the ideal lady to share the island with.



Q: Don’t you miss all the mod cons of living in a city?

A: No



Q: If you could have a dinner party with three famous people from any time in history who it they be, and why?

A: The Dalai Lama, because he represents spirituality, peace, tolerance and love for all people. Obama, because he represents hope and leadership, which we badly need. Osama Bin Laden because is the figurehead of aggression and intolerance.



Q: What would you do if you ruled the world?

A: I would try to bring about peace, love and tolerance.



Q: Tell me about your proudest achievement?

A: To be able to experience a little bit of heaven on earth on my own island. I’m the luckiest bloke in the world to live here, and money is immaterial. I am contented and happy, and in the modern-day world that’s a precious thing.



Q: What one thing would improve your life?

A: A woman to share my special times with



Q: What three words would best describe the type of woman you are looking for?

A: Intelligent, feminine and adventurous.



Q: Dave, are you worried about giving up your privacy to gain publicity so you can find love?

A: In the short term yes, but I think it all be worthwhile if I find a special lady.



QUICK BIO

David Glasheen is a 65-year-old former businessman from Palm Beach, Sydney’s most northern beach. He first visited the island in 1993, he acquired an interest in the island, and moved there permanently in 1997 with his girlfriend. But with no hot water, a bath or the mod cons she found it tough and left to return to the city. Since then he has upgraded accommodation on the island, and has lived there happily with his dog Quasi and sporadic visits from Woofers, those from Willing Workers on Organic Farms (WWOOF).

Apart from looking for a Girl Friday to share the island, Dave also hopes to find a partner to develop the island in an ecologically sensitive manner. He envisions a marine research station, and a boutique eco-resort. With the Great Barrier Reef and Raine Island (the biggest sea turtle nesting sites in the world) and the Lockhardt River Aboriginal Community right on the doorstep, the island is uniquely placed to support such a project.

Welcome to My World: Lucy Irvine

Welcome to My World: Lucy Irvine


14 September 2008

AS PART of the forthcoming Wigtown Book Festival, Castaway author Lucy Irvine will reveal her desert island books (Saturday, October 4, 1.30pm).



1. Describe your perfect weekend.

I'd be where I am now, in beautifully bucolic Bulgaria, preserving my peaches while thinking about seeing my sons soon. It's achievable.

2. What would you do if you ruled the world?

Dither between joy and despair at creation and be surrounded by wiser heads than mine.

3. What one thing would improve your life?

More healthy years ahead than I probably deserve.]

4. What's your guiltiest pleasure?

Swiss chocolate with Bulgaria's Balkanski yoghurt last thing, while reading. The combination is soporific, resulting in blobby books and grubby teeth.

5. When did you last feel sorry for yourself?

When the water supply here failed. I've had enough water problems on desert islands.

6. Would your mother be proud of you?

Yes, but worried too.

7. Who does the cleaning in your house?

I do. But I take the archipelago approach: only keep islands where I sleep, cook and wash pristine. Life's too short to worry about a little dust. But I do sweep the courtyard weekly if the oregahn – Bulgaria's version of the mistral – hasn't done it for me.

8. What is the most embarrassing thing that's happened to you?

Being caught after eating rationed fruit on my first desert island. Raisin skins between my teeth were the giveaway. Oh, the shame!

9. When were you last naked in front of another person?

Last week. I got up to admire an orange moon and suddenly realised there was a man about 150 yards away. Luckily, he was busy with a call of nature.

10. Who was your favourite teacher?

Peter Scupham, the poet. He only taught me for a term but was marvellous.

11. What would you do if you were invisible?

Smack people who are being unkind.

12. What is your most treasured possession?

My brain, tiny and inefficient though it is.

13. Which do you remember better, your first car or first kiss?

The kiss – I didn't know what to do with the spit.

14. What do you think of celebrity?

We should celebrate more local-level heroes – people who perform admirable, quietly influential deeds – and fewer people dependent on image.

Lucy Irvine

Lucy Irvine: Hell is Other People


The castaway who spent a year on a deserted island still prefers the life of a recluse. As she prepares for a rare visit to Britain, Chris Green finds out why Lucy Irvine just wants to be alone.

Saturday, 16 August, 2008

The Independent



Lucy Irvine lives in a crumbling 1930s brick house in the foothills of south-eastern Bulgaria, researching her fourth book. In October she will make a rare public appearance at the Wigtown Book Festival in Scotland, the first time she has been in the UK in more than a year. As the reclusive author admits, it’s going to be a challenge.

"I am quite hermit-like these days and can become uncomfortable just being with other people”, she explains, “which make answering questions as thoughtfully as I'd like, difficult."

Being hermit-like is a trait that the author, now 52, has been renowned for ever since her first book, Castaway, made her internationally famous when it was released in 1983. An autobiographical work, the book told the story of Irvine’s year on the desolate island of Tuin, in the Torres Strait between Australia and Papua New Guinea.

Irvine had answered a newspaper advert placed by a writer named Gerald Kingsland, who said he was looking for a wife to join him for an "experiment in isolation".

Although it was Kingsland who had originally intended to write a book about the adventure, it was Irvine's work which captured the public imagination. In 1986, Castaway was turned into a successful film of the same name, starring Amanda Donohoe as Irvine and Oliver Reed as Kingsland. The book was undoubtedly the author's big break, but she also says it has been crucial in her development as a writer.

"Undoubtedly Castaway defined me for others," she says. "For years, that was what I was seen as – the girl who lived for a year on an uninhabited island with a man she hardly knew. The experience itself – and that of writing the book, which was not planned when I went to the island – helped enormously to strengthen me as a person, and has informed my life ever since."

Any author would be shocked to see their first attempt at writing enjoy such success, both in the bookshops and on the big screen. But for Irvine, who had left school at the age of 12 and had never even considered becoming a writer, the experience was even more bizarre.

"I was surprised that so many people wanted to read the book, and wrote to me afterwards, and that thrilled me," she admits. "But I was never comfortable with a lot of media attention. I didn't go to live on a desert island with the intention of later being told what kind of dress to wear on a TV chat show in New York. But that's what happened."

Irvine is, by her own admission, inward-looking and awkward around other people. She says she developed a "habit of solitude" as a child, confiding in her diary instead of human beings, an instinct created by her tumultuous family life. She still refers to Western society as "the outside world", and is most comfortable inhabiting the position of an outsider looking in.

"I didn't only keep running away from school and home because I was discontented, but because I found it interesting," she says. "Not belonging to any particular group, I was free to observe. I drew word sketches of people's faces and actions. But I always kept a certain distance, and that habit has stuck. It's simply easier for me to live largely alone. And I could not write under any other circumstances."

Irvine's habit of isolation is borne out by her present home in the Balkan foothills, which she describes as "slightly savage". Rain pours through the roof in several places, and although the house has a terrace, she refuses to build any steps up to it – that would just be too civilised.

Having spent the past 14 months in Bulgaria observing the locals, as well as struggling with their language, Irvine says she is now in an "ideal position" to write her next book. It will examine four types of people: urbanites, rural folks, the Roma, and the outsiders or ex-pats.

Irvine was initially joined in Bulgaria by her youngest son, but he left to attend university in September and since then she has been largely undisturbed.

She has barely seen her two other sons, and says that seeing all three of them together is the main reason she agreed to travel to Scotland in October, where she is to give a talk appropriately entitled "Desert Island Books".

Irvine raised her sons on the remote Scottish island of Tanera Mor, and they even accompanied her to the Solomon Islands when she was researching her third and most recent book, Faraway. It told the true story of Tom and Diana Hepworth, a British couple who travelled to the area in 1947, aiming to raise a family on an island paradise.

Although she misses her sons immensely, she describes herself as "impossible to live with" and wants them to have the opportunity to lead normal lives.

Adrian Mitchell

To Whom It May Concern


Adrian Mitchell - To Whom It May Concern (Vietnam war poem)



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To Whom It May Concern





I was run over by the truth one day.

Ever since the accident I've walked this way

So stick my legs in plaster

Tell me lies about Vietnam.



Heard the alarm clock screaming with pain,

Couldn't find myself so I went back to sleep again

So fill my ears with silver

Stick my legs in plaster

Tell me lies about Vietnam.



Every time I shut my eyes all I see is flames

Made a marble phone book and I carved all the names

So coat my eyes with butter

Fill my ears with silver

Stick my legs in plaster

Tell me lies about Vietnam.



I smell something burning, hope it's just my brains.

They're only dropping peppermints and daisy-chains

So stuff my nose with garlic

Coat my eyes with butter

Fill my ears with silver

Stick my legs in plaster

Tell me lies about Vietnam.



Where were you at the time of the crime?

Down by the Cenotaph* drinking slime

So chain my tongue with whisky

Stuff my nose with garlic

Coat my eyes with butter

Fill my ears with silver

Stick my legs in plaster

Tell me lies about Vietnam.



You put your bombers in, you put your conscience out,

You take the human being and you twist it all about

So scrub my skin with women,

Chain my tongue with whisky

Stuff my nose with garlic

Coat my eyes with butter

Fill my ears with silver

Stick my legs in plaster

Tell me lies about Vietnam.



*Cenotaph - war memorial in London

First read out in Trafalgar Square in 1964. Read again Saturday 13 October 2001 at the Anti-War demonstration in London .

"It is about Vietnam , But it is still relevant. It's about sitting faithfully in England while thousands of miles away terrible atrocities are being committed in our name.''



Biographical Note:



Adrian Mitchell was born in 1932 and educated at Oxford. After coming down in 1955 he worked for some years on the staff of the Oxford Mail, and subsequently with the London Evening Standard. Mitchell's early poetry showed a fondness for tight stanzas and a use of myth, but there was always a kind of agonised human concern about his writing which marked him off sharply from his more tight-lipped contemporaries. This concern has developed over the years into a full-fledged political commitment, and there is no other poet in England who has more steadily focussed his aesthetic aims through his social ones. It would not be too much to say that a poem such as 'To Whom It May Concern' altered the conscience of English poetry, and for many younger writers Mitchell is already the elder statesman of literary protest. He has made enemies through this, and there are still critics who refuse to accept his importance. But there are few poets now writing who can command a wider general audience, and none who can swing such an audience more effectively from public laughter to near tears.