Thursday, 31 May 2018

From The Mind of Merc - Waste Not


Sometimes I find my mind wandering over various eclectic topics and occasionally I am inspired to write some of them down. Today I was thinking about the Great Pacific Garbage Patch.
If you’re not familiar with this, it’s an area in the Pacific Ocean which, due to currents, has become a resting place for 1.8 trillion bits of plastic waste. This ‘island’ (as it has become) is now TWICE THE SIZE OF FRANCE! I don’t know about you but frankly I find this disgusting.
I am not saying I’m a saint with regard to disposing of plastic products but I have been galvanised into finding ways to help simply because, in this instance, ignorance is not bliss and doing nothing should not be an option.
In an effort to facilitate this, and for those also interested in taking action, I have gathered a selection of websites below which advocate, advise and support various ways to work towards combating the plastic waste problem.

First there are ways of decreasing waste generally:

Then, if the plastic products haven’t been avoided, there are many interesting and inventive ways to reuse then rather than refuse them:

And there are also companies who have come up with waste resolving solutions which you can support:

WASTE NOT!

If you’d like more information about the patch itself, Wikipedia is a good start https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Pacific_garbage_patch

Monday, 21 May 2018

Cabin (Pressure) Fever - !!!NEW!!!

I was fortunate enough to attend John Finnemore's Flying Visit to Brighton on Thursday and it's inspired me to pen a new Cabin Pressure-themed song.

Cabin (Pressure) Fever not by The Muppets
It’s been 10 years since it first started
4 years since we had a show
It’s true – I am addicted. I love Cabin Pressure!
I love it too!

I love Cabin Pressure so much I cannot say
I love Cabin Pressure it always makes my day
We love Cabin Pressure, for us there is no other
Don’t say there’s one, that is more fun, it’s just not worth the bother

Finnemore!
We want, we want more
Yes - we want, we want, more - more shows
We want, we want more
Yes - we want, we want, more - more shows

We love Cabin Pressure - ev’ry single minute
We love Cabin Pressure – wish we were in it

Can you smell smoke in the flightdeck
Might need a fire truck
Microwave wine to save some time
Mind the sugar brick
Otters (to the) left, Otters (to the) right

We love those little guys
Don’t ask what is in the rice
It spoils the surprise

We love Cabin Pressure – no way we’ll recant
It’s so inspiring and inventive and it’s brilliant!

Regardez vous le bear polar
(Golf-tango-india)
Shout Hey Chief and find the lemon
Look – a yellow car!
(Golf-tango-india)

We were list-ning, list-ning- every single time
It was sublime

I love Cabin Pressure
It always had me gripped
Sometimes I find I dream that
There is another script
Wow!

They could take me from Abu Dhabi
On to Ottery St Mary
We’d go by Helsinki

Cabin Pressure has all us in its thrall
So sad to think it might gone we can’t function at all
We were list-ning, list-ning to MJN Air
And now that it’s not here
We're not all there!

Cabin Pressure – yeah!

Saturday, 12 May 2018

Disney Life Hacks #17 - Mulan

Continuing my Disney Life Hacks series today - those little tricks the Disney stars use to achieve the unlikely, unbelievable and impossible.

Today, Mulan shares another of her top tips:

Monday, 30 April 2018

From The Mind of Merc - Truth In Jest

Sometimes I find my mind wandering over various eclectic topics and occasionally I am inspired to write some of them down. Today I was thinking about this photo I found on the internet. Maybe Mossop & Keanrick knew what they were talking about after all.


Sunday, 22 April 2018

Disney Life Hacks #16 - Ariel

Continuing my Disney Life Hacks series today - those little tricks the Disney stars use to achieve the unlikely, unbelievable and impossible.

Today, Ariel shares another of her top tips:

Saturday, 7 April 2018

Hitler sketch - Mercorabilia

Apologies to John Finnemore for this one. It's inspired by his absolutely (as Arthur Shappey would say) BRILLIANT Herod sketch with a twist that occurred to me when one of the key lines popped into my head the other day. I hope you like it and are not too offended.
(I would just like to say that I am not trying to belittle or mock the terrible events that constituted the Holocaust or the Final Solution - more to ridicule the fatuous and nonsensical decisions and leaders behind it - Never Again)


Himmler: Morning, Oh Great Hitler - our mighty leader, fount of all wisdom, master of my destiny, before whom I am as the putz before the putsch. Oh hallowed Chancellor from w-
Hitler: Yes alright, Heinrich. We can dispense with the formalities.
Himmler: As you wish, mein Fuhrer. How can I be of assistance?
Hitler: Well, I’ve just had a rather odd dinner with three ministers who were passing through.
Himmler: Oh, yes? And which ones would they be?
Hitler: I don’t think I caught their names - they were just three passing ministers.
Himmler: Bit odd.
Hitler: I thought that. They said something rather worrying - we were talking about this and that and I happened to notice they had quite a lot of artwork with them and you know how I like art.
Himmler: Oh yes, majesty. You’re an artaholic.
Hitler: Haha. I really am. So I - you know - hinted I’d quite like a painting. And this chap said he was sorry but it was a present for a friend’s bar mitzvah. And anyway - to cut a long story short - it turns out they wanted to let me know that the war’s not going too well for the Axis powers.
Himmler: Ah.
Hitler: And I’m the leader of Germany.
Himmler: Indeed you are.
Hitler: Which is the main part of the Axis powers. So this will look very very bad for me.
Himmler: Well, if that’s the case.
Hitler: Hmm.
Himmler: Doesn’t mean it’s true though, does it? I point out you only have these men’s word for it even if they are in fact ministers. I really don’t think it’s anything to worry about.
Hitler: Hmm. I’m going to kill all the Jews in Europe and say it’s their fault.
Himmler: Well, that’s one way we could go - yes.
Hitler: So the first thing we’re going to need is quite a lot of men with brown shirts…
Himmler: Can I just recap – there’s a possibility the war’s going badly for us and this will make you look bad so we should kill all the Jews in Europe.
Hitler: Yes.
Himmler: And we’re not worried that might be a bit of an overreaction.
Hitler: Well, we don’t want these Jews causing even more trouble, do we?
Himmler: No, no, good point. Do we think it’s actually down to the Jews?
Hitler: Well, we can’t be too careful.
Himmler: I just wonder, sire, if there’s a slightly less genocidal solution to the problem. Like maybe reviewing our political strategies to identify weaknesses we can improve.
Hitler: No, I see where you’re coming from but I think I’ll stick with killing all the Jews – it’s just easier.
Himmler: I’m not sure it will be easier actually. I wouldn’t surprised if people were really quite cheeky about hiding their friends or running away from Europe. I mean they all respect you, oh great Fuhrer, but you know how funny people get. And it occurs to me that if we do… kill all the Jews but the progress of the war still doesn’t improve and in fact starts going even worse for us we’re going to be left with pretty red faces. And a lot of dead Jews. It’s going to be something of a public relations nightmare.
Hitler: I understand all that but I really think I need to go with my gut instinct on this one. I mean, losing the war? That would be really annoying.
Himmler: Ok. As it happens, mein Fuhrer, the wife and I live in Berlin.
Hitler: Oh, yes?
Himmler: Mmm. And strangely enough her cousin practices a different faith.
Hitler: Oh really? What religion is he?
Himmler: Jewish
Hitler: Oh, dear. I am sorry.
Himmler: Yes. The thing is I’m reasonably certain he’s not the cause of all Germany’s problems. And I’m absolutely certain he’s not affecting the outcome of the war by being Jewish.
Hitler: No, I believe you - of course I do - but we can’t be seen to be making exceptions. That would make us very unpopular.
Himmler: You know, I can’t help wondering, mein Fuhrer, if this actually less to do with the possible crisis that is possibly being caused by the Jews that some unidentified ministers told you about and more to do with getting back at them for being richer than you when you lived in Paris.
Hitler: Well, I couldn’t possibly comment but maybe next time they’ll remember who’s the sodding Fuhrer!

Sunday, 1 April 2018

From The Mind of Merc - Lost Wisdom


Sometimes I find my mind wandering over various eclectic topics and occasionally I am inspired to write some of them down. Today I was thinking about the wisdom of a certain well-known and loved public figure who we have recently lost and it got me wondering...

Is happiness, the greatest gift that we possess?
Should we thank the Lord when we’ve been blessed with more than our share of happiness?
Is this old world a wonderful place?
Are we the luckiest people in the whole human race when we’ve got no silver and we’ve got no gold and just a whole lot of happiness in our souls?
Is happiness an ocean tide?
Or a sunset fading on a mountain side?
Or maybe a big old heaven full of stars up above when we’re in the arms of the one we love?
Is happiness a field of grain lifting its face to the falling rain?
Can we see it in the sunshine?
Breathe it in the air?
Is happiness everywhere?
Would a wise old man tell us one time that happiness is nothing but a frame of mind and when we go to measuring our success that we shouldn’t count money but happiness because happiness is the greatest gift that we possess and we should thank the Lord when we’ve been blessed with more than our share of happiness

I think the answer to all the above is unequivocably yes.

Tuesday, 27 March 2018

Little Miss Muffet Strikes Back - Mercorabilia

My mum was clearing out some old paperwork the other day when she happened across this creation of mine which I wrote when I was 17. As this seemed the apposite place to do so I thought I'd share it.

Little Miss Muffet Strikes Back
A spider was sat on a tuffet,
Eating some curds and whey,
Then along came Little Miss Muffet,
Who the spider had frightened away,
She wasn’t looking so frightened,
She wasn’t looking so scared,
In fact she looked a lot braver,
Than normally she would have dared,
She waltzed on up to the spider,
A big grin all over her face,
The spider looked cautiously up at her,
Slightly unsure of his place,
Then Muffet produced a big aerosol,
That gave the poor spider a fright,
The writing around it said ‘Pest Killer’,
And the spider’s black fur turned to white,
The girl held the can up in front of her,
And aimed it straight at the spider,
She had no regret or remorse,
She had none of that stuff inside of her,
Her finger pressed down on the button,
The spray came out of the can,
The spider smiled a huge smile,
And whipped out a portable fan,
The draught caught the mist ad blew it right back,
Straight into the face of Miss Muffet,
She cough and spluttered and choked on the smell,
And the spider hope she might snuff it,
But then his luck started to change,
As Miss Muffet recovered quite well,
And her anger was growing inside of her,
As clearly the spider could tell,
He gulped and he murmured and said a quick prayer,
As Miss Muffet put her hand in her pouch,
And from it she drew (this made the bug jump),
A thing that would make him say ouch,
It was a big hammer, a monstrous slammer,
That made the spider quiver with fear,
She raised it up high and sneered down at him,
His doom was now perfectly clear,
She brought it back down as hard as she could,
So incensed was little Miss Muffet,
The spider waited until the last minute,
And then jumped off of the tuffet,
He said “If you really want it that much,
All you had to do was ask.”
Miss muffet snorted “Well, really,” she said,
“That’s too much of an arduous task.”
The spider said nothing about this,
But gave her the curds and the whey,
Then with a click of his heels and a wave of a leg,
The spider scampered away.
Little Miss Muffet sat down on the tuffet,
And began eating her curds and whey,
She put down her spoon and said with a sigh,
“This has been quite a day.”

Wednesday, 14 March 2018

Disney Life Hacks #15 – Alice

Continuing my Disney Life Hacks series today - those little tricks the Disney stars use to achieve the unlikely, unbelievable and impossible.

Today, Alice shares his top tip:

Wednesday, 28 February 2018

From The Mind of Merc - What If?

Sometimes I find my mind wandering over various eclectic topics and occasionally I am inspired to write some of them down. Today I was thinking about historical ‘what if’s – for example, what if Henry VIII had married Mary Boleyn (instead of Anne) and acknowledged and legitimised her son Henry – known to history as Henry Carey – particularly with respect to the royal succession.
(and yes, I am aware there’s debate over his paternity but for me a) this seems to be primarily based on Henry not formally acknowledging him and b) I doubt the Boleyns or Careys would be foolish enough to allow Mary to continue conjugal relations with her husband while she was a mistress of the King)

Well, for one thing, neither Elizabeth I or Edward VI would have existed. If Henry had stayed married to Catherine of Aragon until her death in 1536 and then married Mary Boleyn, the latter died in 1543 so it’s possible Henry VIII may only have had 2 wives (but still 2 daughters – Mary Tudor and Catherine ‘Carey’ – and a son; excluding the possibility of further children given Henry’s general ‘problems’ in this area).
Presuming all other dates and facts remain the same (although it’s highly unlikely they would have – e.g. the heir to the throne probably would not have married the daughter of a relatively obscure Welsh nobleman), on the king’s death in 1547, Henry ‘Carey’ would have become King Henry IX at the age of 21. He, in turn, would have succeeded (in 1596) by his son who would have been King George I (an English baron as opposed to a German royal). The line of succession would then presumably have gone:

Queen Elizabeth I (George’s daughter and only child) r. 1603-1635
King George II (youngest child and only son) r. 1635-1658
King George III (second son) r. 1658-1698
King Charles I (eldest son) r. 1698-1710
King James I (second son) r. 1710-1736
King Augustus I (only son) r. 1736-1755
King Frederick I (only son) r. 1755-1810

then either
King William I? (illegitimate eldest son - parents married aged 10) r. 1810-1857
King Maurice I (William’s eldest brother – also illegitimate) r. 1857-1867
King Francis I (Maurice’s eldest son) r. 1867-1896
King Charles II (Maurice’s second son) r. 1896-1916
Queen Swinburne (Maurice’s eldest daughter) r. 1916-1920
King Edgar I (Swinburne’s third son but the only one to outlive her) r. 1920-1937
Queen Serena I (Edgar’s daughter and only child) r. 1937-present

or (following the line of legitimacy):
King Thomas I (Frederick’s fifth but first legitimate son) r. 1810-1882
Queen Louisa I (daughter and only child of Thomas’s youngest brother) r. 1882-1899
Queen Eva I (Louisa’s daughter and only child) r. 1899-1964
Queen Mary I (Eva’s eldest daughter) r. 1964-1992
King Anthony I (Eva’s nephew) r. 1992-present

Alternatively, if the crown had followed the same route as ‘George I’s baronial title of Hunsdon (although the English crown – unlike English noble titles – does not follow Salic law and could be inherited by a woman) then the present incumbent would be King Vicary I r. 1986-present.

Interesting the way things turn out, isn't it?