tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27691111.post1711867067237974330..comments2023-07-18T07:27:08.516+00:00Comments on Siren Voices: hairSpence Kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11183848895584919812noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27691111.post-18173490928388613312012-02-12T09:33:16.261+00:002012-02-12T09:33:16.261+00:00Thanks v much, Kymmaree - and thanks for reading s...Thanks v much, Kymmaree - and thanks for reading so far back on the blog!<br />I've always had a 'creepy' spot for those old fashioned porcelein dolls & ventriloquist dummies. There's a magic shop in town that has an enormous ventriloquist head above the window - eech!Spence Kennedyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11183848895584919812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27691111.post-18532176872492272572012-02-12T03:01:43.959+00:002012-02-12T03:01:43.959+00:00Clowns and ventiloquist dummies. All equally excel...Clowns and ventiloquist dummies. All equally excellent nightmare fodder. Spence, you are a fabulous writer.<br />As for aging geriatrics alone......raising selfish children will do that or misfortune I suppose.Kymmareehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14990564796316528022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27691111.post-10529572235882334472009-09-15T09:42:19.353+00:002009-09-15T09:42:19.353+00:00Hey Dave W!
A lovely comment - thanks.
I think ...Hey Dave W!<br /><br />A lovely comment - thanks. <br /><br />I think the potential for social isolation when you get old is as scary (if not scarier) than the potential for physical and mental deterioration. I suppose there's lots you can do to maximise your chances of having a more fulfilled and connected old age, but there are so many people who seem to fall into those patterns of living it must be fairly easy to find yourself in a similar position. I wonder what the back story was to that old lady, and how she came to be living like that? <br /><br />Thanks again for the comment, Dave.Spence Kennedyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11183848895584919812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27691111.post-72478821343730467782009-09-13T11:02:01.983+00:002009-09-13T11:02:01.983+00:00When I was a minicab driver we had a very similar ...When I was a minicab driver we had a very similar customer - a elderly lady who lived in her bed, surrounded by nick-nacks, papers, empty food wrappers and full ashtrays, in the living room of a tiny flat, alone. She'd call a cab once or twice every day to go to the 24 hour garage and back. Always for the same things, prawn cocktail sandwiches, crisps, a gossip magazine and some menthol cigarettes.<br /><br />In the early days with she'd come with you, holding on to your arm or hand for support with her hands slathered in some kind of emollient lotion. As time wore on she'd start to stay at home and just send the driver shopping. Upon your return she'd ask you to top up the teapot, fill a hot water bottle or change a blown light bulb.<br />Towards the end the calls would cease for a couple of weeks out of every 6, rumour had it she went into hospital for the care she needed but discharged herself to home periodically to retain her benefit eligibility.<br /><br />Very sad.Dave Wnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27691111.post-30447762157543505412009-09-05T21:17:12.761+00:002009-09-05T21:17:12.761+00:00It was an extraordinary bed, UHDD. Not so much a h...It <i>was</i> an extraordinary bed, UHDD. Not so much a haven of rest as a raft adrift in a sea of porcelain faces. (I'm not selling it, I know...)<br /><br />I've never actually seen Chucky (or any of the sequels). Not likely to, either. Wouldn't mind seeing Trilogy of Terror, though. Karen Black's great. One of my favourite films is Five Easy Pieces.Spence Kennedyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11183848895584919812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27691111.post-62209105923340960362009-09-05T16:50:58.405+00:002009-09-05T16:50:58.405+00:00I'm not sure if it the dolls or the bed that i...I'm not sure if it the dolls or the bed that is making my flesh creep, I don't like the sound of eitheruphilldowndalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15426833972060254592noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27691111.post-21145692883149527372009-09-05T12:52:52.292+00:002009-09-05T12:52:52.292+00:00I know it's infantile, but "Chucky" ...I know it's infantile, but "Chucky" still freaks me out.<br /><br />Then there was an obscure movie titled Trilogy of Terror where Karen Black, I think, was terrorized by little dolls with big knives.<br /><br />Ventriloquists are a strange breed, that much is certain!Michael Morsehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07451637745981389920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27691111.post-11792186775295432882009-09-05T05:38:06.178+00:002009-09-05T05:38:06.178+00:00Well, Mike - now I'm even more creeped out by ...Well, Mike - now I'm even <i>more</i> creeped out by dolls! Eech!<br /><br />BTW - ultimate creep-out doll-moments in the movies: the clown with the sharp teeth at the end of the bed in <i>Poltergeist</i>, or the ventriloquist's dummy in <i>Dead of Night</i>...Spence Kennedyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11183848895584919812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27691111.post-66041125774789049532009-09-04T17:44:58.118+00:002009-09-04T17:44:58.118+00:00There was a lady in my old neighborhood who put fo...There was a lady in my old neighborhood who put four lifesize dolls in her picture window every Christmas. As legend has it they were replacements for her four children who perished, and she could never have more.<br /><br />I'm actually getting goosebumps as I write this, thanks, Spence!Michael Morsehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07451637745981389920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27691111.post-40038069038982375162009-09-04T17:36:54.118+00:002009-09-04T17:36:54.118+00:00Thanks Jo.
I couldn't possibly live with all ...Thanks Jo. <br />I couldn't possibly live with all those dolls staring down at me. They creep me out at the best of time, but hundreds of Victorian dolls? Aaargh!<br /><br />There was only one other patient I've been to with a scarier doll - a child-sized thing in a yellow souwester standing with its face hidden in the corner as if it were crying. Eech!<br />xSpence Kennedyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11183848895584919812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27691111.post-1663394784465359032009-09-04T14:40:33.018+00:002009-09-04T14:40:33.018+00:00Oh my gosh - that was hilarious in a very sad way....Oh my gosh - that was hilarious in a very sad way. It always amazes me the things that people choose to collect. It's not so much what they decide to spend their money on, but what they feel that they need to live with, inside their own personal space.<br />x jolulu's missiveshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00137536605784710186noreply@blogger.com