Porter. *thud*

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I’ve got to try to get some sleep now that my knee has been iced up and calmed down. Y’all enjoy more Portah. Oh, what fun it is to play with light effects on that lovely bare, fair flesh of his . . .

That is the most tempting set of Cupid’s bow lips I have ever seen.Β  I am feeling that impulse to nibble and nosh again . . .

Oh, the glories of Tied-Up Armitage. Honestly, unlike Mr. Grey I am not into bondage, but there’s just something about these commanding alpha males in a particular kind of peril . . .

And what is it about him when he’s got his mouth open partnered with that intense gaze? *guh*

And just for fun . . .Β  Sgt. Portah as Master Mechanic. I think I need him to adjust my McPherson struts.

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  1. I’ve been away from the blog for a couple of days (RL getting in the way… ) and I’ve really missed looking at the gorgeous cReAtures and your artwork, Angie! Sorry to hear about your knee! Hope it gets better soon!

  2. I wish that Porter could fix knees as well as “realigning your chassis”. I’d send him right over! I’m glad you’re getting a bit of relief with the ice. Healing thoughts being sent your way.

  3. You’ve NO idea how much I needed some Porter today. I had a friend over for some “girl time” yesterday (I cooked the lunch, she brought the dessert and the wine!). We watched a lovely romantic movie then I made the mistake of showing her Episode 1 of Spooks 7. She REALLY didn’t like it! I should have known by her reaction to the first few minutes that I should have switched it off and put on something else. While acknowledging that the acting was great she hated the violence. I should have been sensitive enough to remember that it wasn’t long ago that she saw a neighbour being beaten up in a similar fashion to “Andy Sullivan” but I guess after watching the series as many times as I have, I knew what to expect. I’ve regretted it ever since as it kind of spoiled the day and I was kicking myself for being so stupid. 😦

    I sat down later and watch all six episodes – yes, all six – of Series 5 of Cold Feet. I was sorry afterwards that I hadn’t shown this to her instead as I really enjoyed it. Too bad we didn’t see more of flirty-girty Lee. πŸ˜‰ He really was rather shallow there but as always looked gorgeous doing it!! πŸ™‚ Even this morning I felt as though there was a black cloud hanging over me and it wasn’t just the fact that it’s raining heavily today after almost three months of fantastic dry warm and sunny weather. So seeing stunning John Porter is exactly what I needed to give me a boost, bless him! *sigh*

    • Teuchter, please don’t beat yourself up about it! We all make mistakes! And you didn’t intend to cause your friend any distress! I’m glad the Portah pictures cheered you up!

    • Teuchter, don’t feel bed. You didn’t intentionally cause her any discomfort, we know you would never do that, dear friend. I am so glad to hear you enjoyed Cold Feet. Lee was simply gorgeous and yes, shallow, but one could see why he’d be such a temptation. Lots of good performances there by some of my favorite UK actors. And I am also very glad images of Porter helped cheer you up, love! πŸ˜€

  4. I have the same problem as your friend did, Teuchter, with Guy of Gisborne and much of the violence and torture in Robin Hood. Guy, no matter how gorgeous he is, stabs and kills people easily for personal power. Even though he deeply loved Marian, in the end, because she didn’t see things his way and told him so however hurtfully, he brutally stabbed her, then ran away, leaving her to die with his sword in her body.

    I know that this RH series is fiction. However, Marian’s murder is in fact played out in real life and reported in our newspapers frequently. This past April, my good friend’s daughter SJ, a single mother of two, was brutally slashed in the neck and chest with a kitchen knife and left to die, while her attacker, a signifigant other whom she had befriended, ran off in her car. Many hours later, she was found dead by a neighbor. She was a beautiful, loving woman who had no acquaintences, only friends. Her funeral was the most extraordinary one I have ever attended, full of personal tributes about the goood she had done for others. Yet this man slashed her to death because she disagreed and he could.

    This is real life. SJ’s mother and I were pregnant together. I cannot watch the end of Series 2 without imagining SJ’s horiffic death. I wonder if her murderer is going through the same sort of anguish that Guy experienced in Series 3. I find it hard to feel sorry for him.

    What us the lesson here? Is literature (and cinema) more true than real life? Can it help us accept real life, ameliorate it? Or does the portrayal of violence in films distress and harden us?

  5. I don’t want anyone to think that my affection for Guy is strictly due to his gorgeousness and sexiness, and that I therefore overlook all the bad he did. It’s not–all kidding aside, I am not that shallow– and I don’t. I love Guy because of certain qualities and in spite of certain qualities.

    I have said before that I didn’t even care for the character initially, in spite of his good looks. But Richard’s layered performance won me over and I saw the man who had been deprived of so much in life, parched, as Servetus would say, for love and affection and a family. If Guy had been in the hands of a good-looking but less skilled and nuanced actor, I greatly doubt I would have come to feel the same way.

    I still need to write the post about the correllations I see between my late father and Guy which simply will not allow me to hate this character. It would be like hating my father. So please understand if I am somewhat defensive of Guy and always will be. That will not change.

    I am convinced it was in a moment of temporary insanity that he killed the woman he had so desperately tried to protect all along. I think Marian was a bit dazed from the desert heat and in a sort of euphoria that caused her to goad the big man with the big sword in a way that was clearly foolhardy. I am NOT saying she asked for it, but there did seem to be a certain desire on her part to become a martyr. I am not so sure she really wanted to marry anybody, including Robin.

    To speak plainly, the scriptwriters were idiots to have Guy kill Marian; if she had to be killed off, it should have been Vasey who did it. He’d wanted her dead from the start. Richard himself was very distressed over that episode.

    Of course, I do NOT condone the evil deeds Guy performed, or violence against women in particular in modern society.. I am truly sorry to hear about your friend’s daughter losing her life in such a brutal manner, Lynne.

    I think we do have to remember that RH and other historical fantasy/adventures such as Game of Thrones (which I LOVE) take place in a much more harsh and brutal age with sovereigns regularly having subjects, including innocent ones, “put to the question” (torture), and lieutentants of men like Vasey expected to carry out such brutality as part of their job. Life was nasty, brutish and short for many people.

    Pesonally, I find the message of 50 Shades, set in a “realist” contemporary setting, far more troubling. But that is simply my take on things; I know everyone has their own opinions.

  6. Re. “What us the lesson here? Is literature (and cinema) more true than real life? Can it help us accept real life, ameliorate it? Or does the portrayal of violence in films distress and harden us?” The point of dramatic arts is “willing suspension of disbelief.” It is there because humans make sense of their lives by telling stories to one another. By distilling the essence of what happens in real life and presenting it, the art does become more real. It has to, or it doesn’t work. It should allow us to feel, to think, to cope, and to process in a way that could not occur if it were actually happening to us. We know that what we see is not real, yet we jump, gasp, cry, whatever, because it taps our capacity for empathy and imagination. I do not believe that it is numbing, not to someone who sees it for what it is.

    • Note that when Don Jose stabs Carmen at the end of the opera, we sit there stunned and crying in the dark for both of them, the man obsessed and ruined and the faithless woman who rejected him because she wanted her freedom.

      • Thank you for expressing so eloquently what I myself was thinking but found difficulty putting into words, with which I am generally pretty good.. I will blame it on the Lor-Tab. πŸ˜‰

        • Ta very much. Pain does that to me, deprives me of my ability with language, with or without the meds. Better to take the meds and wait for lucidity to return.

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