Keef and Candace Marie are watching Springwatch with Chris Packham and Martin Hughes-Games. Not 2 Nuts in May – but April! (Are Chwis, Marting, Keef, and Candace Mawee)
Keef: Shall we join the big sPwing watch Candace Marie? . . Pweese say yes
Candace M: Oh yes pweese Keef!
Keef: Ganets are weally wemarkable qwetures
Candace M: I lub Ganets Keef…bit smelly tho…They got their posh puffer jackets on..Keef…
Keef: Chwis Cackbum loves his charts and gwaffs.
Candace M:: Cwis is a little bit close to that clifff edge…he loves talking about…POO
Keef: Stop being a siwwi biwwi Chris Packbum!
Candace M: Pweese Chwis Pakbum . . Not poo again!. . You are a vewee vewee wude man.
Keef: That Marting is also a silly sausage . . . Its getting Blue Peterish now.
Candace M: Bawwy the Badger…Cwis Pakbum..snorting badger!! Ok!..
Keef; Bawwi the badger . . Gwaat! . . . This is vewee vewee exciting isnt it Candace Mawee?!
Candace M: Vewee vewee vewee! vewee!!
Keef: Pwimwoses! . . . Marting is back . . . zzzzzz .
Candace M: Marting is a vewee borwing man. Just like you Keef!
Keef: You like borwing Candace Mawee!
Candace M: I do. Borwing is nice! Like me.
Keef: Whats he on about . . Naffodils!! . . Pakbum . . No cake for you!
Candace M: Cwis Packbum’s puffer has taken off!
Keef: We got to get counting and spotting Candace to help the BBC save The Planet. . .
Candace M: I want to save The Planet!. It’s why I plant all my lickle seeds in all my lickle windo boxes Keef!
Keef: You are a good girl Candace! Could you count all the wild furwwy qwetures too and be even gooder?! . .
Candace M: I will start tomowwow Keef!!
Keef: You will get a special Blue Peter badge Candace. From Marting!
Candace M: I will shine! Like a lickle star!
Keef: My lickle Gold Star. Is what you are Candace Mawee
Candace M; Oh thank you Keffie baby!
Listening to Agaetis Byrjun …. beautiful (Hazel)
Title track . . “With everything we have for the day . . . we sit down excited . . “
I played it on repeat for about 3 days once! . . . (Ian)
….. All morning…. Jonsi.. has been helping me with large this abstract…. (Hazel)
“With everything i have for the day . . . I sit down excited” . . .
….. And create a big beautiful masterpiece! . . . Make that paint sing! . . (Ian)
Every morning you will have to do a Candace Marie exorcism . . . (says I)
Say after me in a loud voice . . . “OH KEEEEF!!” (says I)
“OH KEEEEFFFF!!” (says H)
Say it 3 times while jiggling your glasses wearing a bobble hat (says I)
“OH KEEEEFFFF!!” (says H)
“OH KEEEEFFFF!!” (says H)
“OH KEEEEFFFF!!” (says H)
Candace Marie will disappear in a trice! (says I)
Phew. Thank God! (says H)
Until tomorrow (says I)
OH NO!!! (says H)
KEEEEEFFF!!…. YOU!! (says
Candace Marie H)
A couple of pedantic analworts – Keef and Candace Marie – have taken possession of Haze and I’s mobile phones in the last few days. Here is a sample of their brainbot texticles
Candace M: Hello Keiff…I would like to talk to you at precisely 9.30pm Keiff. Would that fit in with your schedule Keiff?
Keef: Hello Candice . . . 9 31 please as i am currently making provision for paper clip management
Keef: Morning Candice M . . . Could you look in section 387.6 for books on the manufacture of sponge for me please . . . Presently i am eating porridge in circular chew cycles of 72 x 3
Candace M: Alright Keiff..I will save it for you on my ticket. Will you be at the Philately Club tonight Keiff?… If so I’ll meet you there at 6.23 Keiff
Keef: Yes i will be there . . But a little late . . . At 6.26 . . . While you are waiting you could read the gospel of Keef from the Book of Barry? .
Candace M: Don’t forget to bring your stamp album tonight Keiff….. I’m coughing!…
Keef: Please cough 5 times only please Candice
Silence (Candace Marie possibly sulking)
Keef: You should have sent that text by 7 39 Candice Marie! . . . I will be late now brushing my teef .
Still silence (Candace Marie possibly still sulking)
Keef: I cant find my keef teefpaste . . . Grrr! . .
More silence (Candace Marie has switched phone off)
Keef: I will have to go pinch . . . Sorry i meant . . Buy . . Another tube . .
Candace M: Hello Keiff, Spam sandwiches on their way to you at 2.45 precisely Keiff. I have reserved the book you asked for….we’ve had that lovely vicar in again this morning..asking for that ‘Fifty Hues of Something’
Keef: Samwhich already arrived and no red sawce on the spam Candice Marie . . . Is it still on the plate?! . . . I cant eat it now . . . Im rerequistioning some B578 dockets . .
Candace M: I’m so sowwy Keiffff…spilled red sauce on my woolley hat Keiff…I have to do a stock-take on all the books on…you know…that word we don’t talk about Keiff… beginning with ‘s’ and ending in ‘x’….I’ve just been looking at..’ The Joy of…you know what..Keiff..perhaps I could bring a copy home Keiff…it does look like fun…like physical excercises..and all that Keiff…
Keef: Dont be wude candice youll be asking me to kiss purple glove puppets next . . . Behave candice . . . Think of jesus .
Candace M: Alwight Keiff. Where are we going tomorrow Keiff…on our day off?
Keef: We are going to the garden centre to look for ornamental ducks
Candace M: Alwight Keiff..that will be lovely….meet you after the Library closes at the Philately Club then Keiff…?!?
Keef: Bring some rich tea biscuits and a flask of bovril . .
Candace M: Alwight Keiff……Prue wants to come too….Keiff…can’t leave her at home all by herself Keiff….
Keef: Ok . . . But im not kissing her!! . . . Only you . .
Ian: Ive locked Keef in the stationary cupboard . . . . . Im going to staple his head inside an A4 sized ring binder if hes not careful . . . Hes driving me nuts! .
Hazel: I’ve locked myself in the cupboard….she won’t leave me alone… HELP!..
……. What did we start!?!
All of the above will make much more (non) sense if you watch this Nuts in May film of 1976 by Mike Leigh (Candace Marie played exasperatingly brilliantly by Alison Steadman and Roger Sloman as scary Keef)
H: God You were sooo sweet Ian…beautiful smiley little boy… and white blonde hair…like me…
I: Thats the little boy that plays with your little girl…..
H: I’m crying………. you and me…..
…..our small child selves…
…….you look so ready for the world….
…………………………. so innocent ……………………….
I: I’ve just poked my tongue out at her… And she wants to do something back but not sure what….
H: I was shy when I was a maid….
I: I’m going to take you by the hand and we are going to play in some trees… pinching plums….
H: Wouldn’t that be wonder….full… if we could go back there….
H: YES WE CAN… in our air dreams…
Hot bottles are in
….cocoa is made…
One of those happy to be alive
(Ian on a cold Winter night
All those little moments that make memories….
Walking towards the ringing of faraway church bells . .(Ian)
Watching the waves crash onto rocks..(Hazel)
Holding a babies warm little fingers (Ian)
Laughing with friends. …. (Hazel)
Toast crumbs im the bed! (Ian)
Big warm close hugs. ….that feeling of being enveloped against a rough wool coat. …. (Hazel)
The smell of strong coffee on a cold winter day (Ian)
Snuggling under the duvet on a freezing cold winter night. …..(Hazel)
A donkeys big ears (Ian)
Looking out on the first snowfall,early on a winter morning when the world has an eerie stillness n silence. …. (Hazel)
Cold plums straight out the fridge . . (Ian)
The smell of steam trains. .. (Hazel)
Waiting for the train . . (Ian)
Anticipation. ….pulling out of a station. ….beginning the journey. …..(Hazel)
Getting lost in strange places (Ian)
Streets. ..steps. .and alleyways. ….smells. …and heat. ….half heard conversations……. (Hazel)
Wearing a pair of beautiful new shoes (Ian)
Lying on hot sand ….eyes closed. ….hearing. …the waves. (Hazel)
The taste of sun burnt skin after a day on the beach (Ian)
The smell of old summerhouses and dusty sheds.. …. (Hazel)
The sound of ball clacking against willow (Ian)
A good film. ….that leaves it’s imprint for hours and. ..days (Hazel)
Old men whistling in their allotments (Ian)
Opening an ancient.. .book. ..the crinkle of pages. … (Hazel)
Ticking of clocks. …. (Hazel)
Standing in a wood. …a silence that isn’t silent..(Hazel)
Foraging for mushrooms in old forests (Ian)
Foraging for toadstool houses and faeries… (Hazel)
Jam sandwiches! (Ian)
Jam damson sandwiches (Hazel)
The next cup of tea (Ian)
That you’re going to make…..! (Hazel)
………. To be continued………