I'm heading into the last few days of sick leave after the operation, now confident of a return to work next week. A month off, just the sort of break required for a bit of thinking as well as switching off. Wednesday was Tarantino day with back to back showings of Quentin Tarantino's finest movies. Then yesterday I treated myself to a day of Shakespeare Retold, the marvellous series shown 3 years ago by the BBC. I followed this up with yet another minor masterpiece in the form of the directors cut of Blade Runner, the first time I've seen this format. On the big TV in full cinema sound it really was quite spectacular.
I decided on this because I needed cheering up. I had a few pieces of news yesterday that made me feel a bit down. Not Grumpy Bloke down, but just a little sad. A friend at work has been diagnosed with Breast Cancer. She's 29 for fucks sake. And it's the worst kind apparently.
Some God huh?
Following that came the news that the trial of a friend I worked with who was killed last year had ended. The killer got manslaughter and 9 years. For 30 stab wounds and an attempt at sawing her head off. In front of her kids.
Some justice huh?
After the film finished I flicked through the channels and came to rest on Channel 4 +1 - the electronic guide simply stated a title of Katie: My Beautiful Face. I immediately assumed it was yet another sycophantic celebrity obsessed programme about Katie Price aka Jordan.
I couldn't have been more wrong. This was simply the most heartbreaking, tragic and yet ultimately warm and inspiring thing I've seen on TV. And I probably mean ever. Maybe it's having Kid and Pie, two lovely teenage daughters but this fantastic documentary seems to have had a major effect on me.
Katie Piper was attacked in March 2008 by an accomplice of her boyfriend. Not just an attack, a vicious and unbelievably cruel attack. He threw industrial strength sulphuric acid straight into her face. She was on the phone to her so called boyfriend at the time who was able to tell his friend what she was wearing to ensure he got the right person. It was all captured on CCTV, which was included in the documentary. It made me cry. As did the photo's taken after the event, as did the video of her in her hospital bed after being woken from her induced coma.
Katie Piper was attractive in a typically 21st century way. Blonde hair, petite figure, flashing white teeth. The sort of person I'd normally label as vacuous, self-centred and dull, and I would have based that judgement purely on her look. Look in any lads mag, or celebrity magazine and you'll see so many like her. Walk though any shopping mall and you'll see the same. Behind this attractive face was a bright young chirpy woman trying to make a name in TV presenting and modelling, as yet seemingly unsullied by the sleazier side of both industries. No doubt this was down to a decent upbringing from her wonderfully grounded parents and younger sister.
The film showed how this girl.....no sorry.....young woman has had to learn to live with terrible disfigurement, through 30 operations, being fed through a tube, being scared to answer the door, barely sleeping through the night without nightmares, having to wear a mask at night on top of the perspex mask she wears for 23 hours a day, with various anti-scar treatments being applied 4 times daily by her parents, having to constantly apply drops into her eyes every few hours and to try and walk down the road and ignore the stares and leers from the Great British Public, She lives this life every day and is still very much on the road to recovery. She has lauded the talents of her NHS doctor, Mr Jawad, who has used pioneering techniques on her to try and reconstruct a face that was literally dissolved of her skull. It was so bad it destroyed all 4 skin layers in places and just left the fat layer that sits over the bone. It dissolved some of her throat and part of her chest and shoulder as well as her wrist. It was truly utterly shocking, At one point when she was at a specialist treatment centre only available in France (a trip funded by a charity) when her Dad called to break the news that the scumbag who'd done this had been found guilty. The consequent filmed breakdown as she collapsed into mixed tears of pain and happiness was utterly heartbreaking. I defy anyone to watch the film and not find themselves gaining a sense of real perspective.
Katie Piper. You are a truly remarkable and brave young woman. The film showed me what real beauty is all about, and disfigured or not, yours shone through. I found myself inspired by your personality, attitude and a level of courage that I'm not sure I could ever reach. I hope you find someone good and kind to hold your hand through life, to support you and make sure the rest of your life is both long, rich and fulfilled. I doff my virtual Guild of Grumpy Blokes cap in your direction.
Later, GJ
I decided on this because I needed cheering up. I had a few pieces of news yesterday that made me feel a bit down. Not Grumpy Bloke down, but just a little sad. A friend at work has been diagnosed with Breast Cancer. She's 29 for fucks sake. And it's the worst kind apparently.
Some God huh?
Following that came the news that the trial of a friend I worked with who was killed last year had ended. The killer got manslaughter and 9 years. For 30 stab wounds and an attempt at sawing her head off. In front of her kids.
Some justice huh?
After the film finished I flicked through the channels and came to rest on Channel 4 +1 - the electronic guide simply stated a title of Katie: My Beautiful Face. I immediately assumed it was yet another sycophantic celebrity obsessed programme about Katie Price aka Jordan.
I couldn't have been more wrong. This was simply the most heartbreaking, tragic and yet ultimately warm and inspiring thing I've seen on TV. And I probably mean ever. Maybe it's having Kid and Pie, two lovely teenage daughters but this fantastic documentary seems to have had a major effect on me.
Katie Piper was attacked in March 2008 by an accomplice of her boyfriend. Not just an attack, a vicious and unbelievably cruel attack. He threw industrial strength sulphuric acid straight into her face. She was on the phone to her so called boyfriend at the time who was able to tell his friend what she was wearing to ensure he got the right person. It was all captured on CCTV, which was included in the documentary. It made me cry. As did the photo's taken after the event, as did the video of her in her hospital bed after being woken from her induced coma.
Katie Piper was attractive in a typically 21st century way. Blonde hair, petite figure, flashing white teeth. The sort of person I'd normally label as vacuous, self-centred and dull, and I would have based that judgement purely on her look. Look in any lads mag, or celebrity magazine and you'll see so many like her. Walk though any shopping mall and you'll see the same. Behind this attractive face was a bright young chirpy woman trying to make a name in TV presenting and modelling, as yet seemingly unsullied by the sleazier side of both industries. No doubt this was down to a decent upbringing from her wonderfully grounded parents and younger sister.
The film showed how this girl.....no sorry.....young woman has had to learn to live with terrible disfigurement, through 30 operations, being fed through a tube, being scared to answer the door, barely sleeping through the night without nightmares, having to wear a mask at night on top of the perspex mask she wears for 23 hours a day, with various anti-scar treatments being applied 4 times daily by her parents, having to constantly apply drops into her eyes every few hours and to try and walk down the road and ignore the stares and leers from the Great British Public, She lives this life every day and is still very much on the road to recovery. She has lauded the talents of her NHS doctor, Mr Jawad, who has used pioneering techniques on her to try and reconstruct a face that was literally dissolved of her skull. It was so bad it destroyed all 4 skin layers in places and just left the fat layer that sits over the bone. It dissolved some of her throat and part of her chest and shoulder as well as her wrist. It was truly utterly shocking, At one point when she was at a specialist treatment centre only available in France (a trip funded by a charity) when her Dad called to break the news that the scumbag who'd done this had been found guilty. The consequent filmed breakdown as she collapsed into mixed tears of pain and happiness was utterly heartbreaking. I defy anyone to watch the film and not find themselves gaining a sense of real perspective.
Katie Piper. You are a truly remarkable and brave young woman. The film showed me what real beauty is all about, and disfigured or not, yours shone through. I found myself inspired by your personality, attitude and a level of courage that I'm not sure I could ever reach. I hope you find someone good and kind to hold your hand through life, to support you and make sure the rest of your life is both long, rich and fulfilled. I doff my virtual Guild of Grumpy Blokes cap in your direction.
Later, GJ
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