Aldi and ponies

Oct. 9th, 2025 12:00 am
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244/365: Empty outdoor tables, Bewdley
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245/365: Acid Applejack's set at UK PonyCon
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I had an ordinary sort of a day today, and the most interesting thing I did was probably to go to Aldi. Yes, my life is fascinating, I know. As I usually do, I did have a quick squizz down the centre aisle to see what weird items they had this time, but sadly about the most interesting thing was a big clock. Poor show, Aldi: you need to have something in that centre aisle that I can't work out why anybody would ever want! I did overhear someone say they were going out for an Indian¹ after shopping, which was slightly strange to hear at eleven o'clock in the morning! At least by then it had stopped drizzling, something which didn't make the early morning especially fun.
¹ I read the other day that this sounds odd to American ears, so: it's completely standard here. Everyone says it. An Indian, a Chinese, an Italian, a full English, you name it, that's what we say. It would actually sound considerably less normal to say "I'm going out for Indian food".

As trailed here last time, I'm posting two photos a day from now until I catch up again. The one for 2nd October is fairly boring: empty tables by the river in Bewdley, a sign that the outdoor season is coming to an end. The one for 3rd October is more unusual. This was the Jungle Jam, a Friday evening music event at UK PonyCon before the convention proper began the following morning. I believe it's Acid Applejack on stage at this point. I enjoyed this event greatly and stayed for about three hours to listen to Bexi's cheesy stuff (Macarena, 5-6-7-8, etc) and Acid Applejack as mentioned, and finally an excellent set from StormBlaze. This was the first year UKPC had boasted Friday night music, and I'd love to see it kept in 2026.

Pawsome - Lights, Camera, Action!

Oct. 8th, 2025 12:29 am
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I've just come back from attending Pawsome, now in its second iteration following the success of last year's. This con very much built on the first one, with it appearing more streamlined than the inaugural event. The only slight hiccup was the weather on Saturday, with heavy winds meaning most of the outdoor events had to be postponed until Sunday. This was unfortunate as it made the con somewhat bottom-heavy, but the weather was dealt with well and there was little more that could be done.

With Gloucester railway station being closed due to planned signalling work, I had to get off at Cheltenham Spa. I had feared the worst with the train journey from Leeds being Cross Country, but despite it being quite busy, I still managed to find room for my luggage and get a seat. My reservation had been claimed, so I sat next to an elderly lady who looked at me like I was filth. Then we started up a conversation and we were still talking two hours later when she had to get off in Birmingham. She was nice and took pity on me having had no dinner, offering two ginger nut biscuits to me. Once she had gone, I hooked up with Kinan, another fur who happened to be on the same train. We got chatting to Worcester Parkway then he had to retrieve his luggage before getting off in Cheltenham too. There I managed to claim a Meal Deal from a Tesco Express before claiming an Uber to the hotel.

Wolfie was already there and so I found him in the room quite quickly. We had been given the disabled room for some reason, but it suited our needs, while it was great to catch up with my partner after nearly two weeks away. He hadn't been sleeping well and indeed his tiredness was a major issue for him throughout the convention, but it was good to see him again. Once we had caught up, I slipped on a skirt and headed down to the bar to see who was around.

As Thursday was early arrival day, Friday was a largely chilled affair, which allowed me to spent some time in people's rooms doing shenanigans. This was predominantly slinky orientated, while I was invited to a slink cuddle party on the Sunday evening too, which was fantastic. I rarely go to the group events like this, so it was a lot of fun, even if it did take me a short while to swallow my nerves and get involved. 

I had brought so many changes of clothing to the con that my reputation as a kinky Mr. Benn seemed well-founded. I had five pairs of shoes for a start and on Sunday wore seven different outfits. Part of this was due to the fact the pony play and the inflatables try-on clashed, and I wanted to do both. I got into pony not realising that there was an order to the try-on and I was number six of 50. This meant I had to get out of my pony gear quickly to try the inflatables. I'll be honest and say that this didn't quite work out - I got somewhat claustrophobic and had to abort - but at least I know that these suits aren't really for me. I did end up going for one of the more intense ones (the cute green dragon) with a snorkel style breathing apparatus, so maybe next time I'll try something more simplistic. However, I do panic easily when in confined spaces, so maybe I'll just have to accept that they aren't really for me.

I was disappointed but I am glad I gave it a go. Wolfie really needed sleep, so I got changed into my pup gear shortly afterwards and wore that for much of the afternoon. I sat in the bar for a while then headed to the Critter Crufts, a fun event that I did last year too. The course was a little different this time around - with beanbag tossing and bowling at the end - but I didn't make too much of an arse of myself despite my tail falling off halfway through my run. This was caught in at least three different angles. I have seen the videos and my belly does look rather large - two weeks of good food and booze certainly won't help - and I am going to have to try and cut my weight down now I am back in Germany. Anyway, Critter Crufts was great fun, while Doveux's Jim Bowen impression in a dapper tuxedo certainly added to the merriment. There was a deer at the end who crashed his way through all the obstacles, while someone tried to do it wearing their fursuit head backwards. I should have probably gone outside before Critter Crufts and done Pups In The Park, running around after inflatable balls and the like, but, well, I didn't.

While I was waiting for my turn at Critter Crufts, I decided to get some photos taken with the official photographer, Mikepaws. I rarely get photos done of me at conventions (as today's release of the ConFuzzled ones highlighted), so I was delighted to get a few good ones made up. It was also great speaking to Mikepaws again, while after this, we all headed outside for the Group Photo. This too had been rearranged from Saturday, and now the sun was blaring in our eyes as the picture was taken. It was done by Mikepaws balancing precariously on top of a ladder in the grounds of the venue. The Group Photo really highlighted the panoply of costumes and fetishes on show, with the creativity being just as strong as any other furry convention with the fursuiting. Indeed, the wear what you like policy contributed to the relaxed vibe, and I felt incredibly comfortable throughout. So much so that I ended up going to dinner - an adequate Sunday roast followed by sticky toffee pudding and custard - in a cat-maid outfit which I thought looked pretty good on me. It was a tad too big if anything though. Carrying pints of beer with condensation on the glass while wearing white spandex gloves and navigating a collection of closely-arranged tables was quite a challenge though.

This theme continued into the evening when we did Doveux's pub quiz. I was on a team with Damien Tanuki and Cherri Blossom's pony buddies. There were two other furs there too and it turned out to be a perfect mix, with all of us contributing towards our ultimate victory. Indeed, we only got five wrong in total and one of those had been marked as correct, we were just too honest not to correct it. We got the connection round after the first clue (we waited for the second answer before giving it) while we won by nine points overall on any other team. After round three it wasn't really in doubt and with Cherri on our team, she was always going to give the 'Sex Toy or Dog Toy' round a good bash. The final toy, which was a sex toy for dogs with built-in suction cups, was quite grim. Still, we got some free beer vouchers and a sense of satisfaction.

Due to the weather, Saturday ended up being quite a chill day too. I went to the gunge talk, which went through all of the basics about wet and messy play. The host got gunged in lumpy orange gunge while wearing a cone of shame whenever they answered 'yes' or 'no' to a question while I also got to check out the bring and buy sale and the Dealers' Den. Both were fantastic and I picked up some good bargains at the former, including a dark blue sailor's suit for £2.50. Typically, I hadn't really given my outfits too much consideration this time around, so I had to cobble together a look with what little I had. I ended up spending quite a lot in the Dealers' Den, including getting a matching pink diaper harness to go with my pink chest one. I had tried the bottom harness on the Sunday of Pawsome last year - the day after the Dealers' Den had been there - so had been waiting for the opportunity to buy. I also swung by The Book Badgers and bought four books there, as well as catching up with Ziegenbock. I also met my writing group buddy Sakara for the first time before I was invited by Marbles to have a drink with him and a few of his friends. This kicked off a heavy drinking day which, at £6.90 a pint of Eazy IPA, was not cheap. I also went to a couple of rooms for drinks too, including Lightfox, who I was surprised to see from Sweden. He allowed me to use his laptop to register for NordicFuzzCon but the fasted finger first doesn't really work on an unfamiliar machine (or in Wolfie's case an iPhone). We're still in the waiting list for hotel rooms for NFC. We also met Lightfox (or Gongfox) on the final night too, when we stayed up drinking to 4am.

The hotel staff were as friendly as ever, and a few recognised me from last year. The meal service had switched from a buffet-style one to a la carte, resulting in lengthy lines, particularly on the Friday. Having to grab a table, then order, then get a ticket for your order was a little convoluted, particularly as reserving tables was quite tricky. There was little on my person I could actually reserve a table with. Still, the issues were resolved as the weekend wore on, while the full English Breakfast on offer was decent enough. Due to Wolfie's insomnia, we largely got food early and then went back to bed, at a time when the dining hall was quite empty. The burgers on Friday and Saturday were average at best though, with the bun on the Friday truffle burger being particularly dry. The only other thing to point out was that the meal vouchers were incredibly big, meaning they were hard to fit in a wallet or little bag. At one point, I dropped all of my cards on the floor, which wasn't ideal, particularly as the tables were all quite close together too.

As usual, I couldn't go to every room party or do every event. I would have liked to have done more pony play, but that was tricky with the clashes, while I had to skip a few room parties in favour of other things. The Rec Orthopedics event looked very interesting and I would have liked to have found out more. It's not really my thing, but I still find it fascinating. I did do some colouring down in one of the pods with Cherri while I also attended the ABDL meet-up, where I did more colouring too. This was pretty casual, although I was expecting a talk at one point that never materialised. Instead, they just put Bluey on but with no sound, which was a little strange as the sound is what makes the cartoon. I also attended a few of the Little Paws story time hours at the end of the day. My favourite one was the one which saw 'Can I Be Your Dog?' and 'Don't Let The Duck Drive The Bus' be read. Both were fantastic stories, while the former tugged my heart strings so much, I have subsequently gone and bought it.

I had cleverly decided not to get a flight back to Berlin from Bristol on Monday, but instead route through Birmingham on Tuesday. The rail replacement bus services were my primary motivator here and this meant for a more relaxed departure. We largely just sat in the bar with a Pepsi as friends came to us, wishing us goodbye for another year. This proved to be a good thing as we could leave in our own time, although it was heart-breaking to see the hotel become increasingly more dull as the minutes passed. By the time we left at 1:30pm, there was hardly anyone else around, with someone already being shown around the venue for the purpose of hiring it out for a wedding. When we got to Cheltenham Spa, again by Uber, our hearts sank as the platform was as crowded as I had ever seen it. Fortunately, we did manage to get luggage space and I made another new friend, another elderly lady who hadn't seen the big luggage rack at the other end of the carriage. She was sitting at a funny angle with her suitcase in the footwell, so she was delighted when I showed her where she could store it. We chatted all the way to Birmingham, which is where we left her.

All in all then, Pawsome was another great convention. It didn't quite reach the heights of the first year for me, but that's because I had such a special experience in 2024, but it was still incredible. The relaxed vibe was great, the hotel and staff really get us, and it was so liberating to be our kinky selves. It was a shame that the Danish Pony Play camp clashed with it as I would have loved to have done both, so hopefully this won't be an issue next year. Either way, we are looking to go back for year three after two successful conventions thus far.

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Oct. 7th, 2025 11:41 pm
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I got back from UK PonyCon yesterday, but I was too tired to post. I'm just doing this short post today, then it'll be back to the full-scale ones with the usual photos tomorrow. I'll probably post two pics a day until I'm caught up. Suffice to say for now that UKPC was glorious. I'll be posting about it in detail over on Louder Yay, my MLP blog, but I'll link to that from here when the time comes.

Leathers

Oct. 2nd, 2025 09:34 am
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I have spent a couple of days back at my home in Pudsey and it has been good. Alas, I am leaving for Pawsome shortly and so it's only been a short visit. This has only highlighted how much I miss the place. Also, after the pony play weekend, I have been incredibly horny, which is just as well considering the conventiont that's coming up.

I have managed to do a few little odd jobs around the house. The weeds have grown resplendent since we were last here, so I've pruned those back, as I have done with the trees obscuring the steps into our garden. I've also done some vacuuming on account of the place being spider central - I have had to remove three big buggers and there are loads of smaller ones kicking about.

Pudsey itself was fine, although the flag shaggers have been here too. Fortunately, it's the Yorkshire flag that has been flying in the high street so I don't have the uncomfortable vibes that the English and British flags have been giving me this week. I suspect they were conveniently left up after Yorkshire Day, but I am not so sure.

I got fish and chips at the Wetherby Whaler, which were every bit as good as I remember them, while I also got my hair cut. Meanwhile, on Tuesday, I headed into Leeds to meet up with the former director of one of the companies where I used to work. I only ate two mini pork pies ahead of this, which proved to be a mistake as we ended up having four pints across various bars in the city. We got to try the old White Cloth House for the first time - which is where Pizza Express and little Brewdog used to be - and the vibe was good. There was a nice lady serving us who was on her first shift. She was great to talk to. It was also great catching up with my former boss, even if she does put the drinks away. I can no longer do four pints and on the way home had a drunken Philly Steak Cheeseburger in McDonald's at the Owlcoates ASDA. I was pretty much the last person in there and it was a depressing specatcle.

I had another rejection from an anthology and it has been quite dispiriting. I haven't had much luck recently, despite writing what I think is my best stuff, and I can only hope this changes. I'll keep trying - my passion to write has certainly come back over the last week or so - but it is becoming harder and harder to stay motivated.

I haven't had much chance to do anything else, what with work and other commitments, but I'll be back for a week in November and I'm very much looking forward to it. I do think our long-term future is probably back in the UK, but I am still undecided. I guess we'll need to make a decision pretty soon.

More reflections!

Oct. 1st, 2025 11:52 pm
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243/365: On the towpath, Kidderminster
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This morning's post was very heavy, so let's shift gears back to light stuff now. I intend and hope that there'll be a run of lighter posts now before I go back to anything too much more serious. Today, more reflections! A bit less in the way of sunshine this time, though... this is part of the Staffs & Worcs Canal in Kidderminster, very close to the town centre in fact. Tesco is under five minutes' walk from here. I quite like walking along the towpath sometimes, as long as it's not too muddy. There was an irritating diversion a bit further on owing to some work being done on a large canalside building, but that couldn't be avoided. I went to Sainsbury's instead of Tesco, but that's near the same canal so it didn't make much odds!

One final point in case I forget tomorrow: for a few days now (I'm not sure exactly how many) I won't be posting any 365 photos on here as I'll be spending much of my time at UK PonyCon and simply won't have the time. I'll keep taking a photo each day, and I'll upload them in batches when I'm back and have the time.
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You want to know why I hate David Hess? This is why I hate David Hess. I was originally going to leave this post until later, but I've decided I need to get it out now. I'm going to have a nice weekend with friends, and I need this out of my system – because nice it isn't. It follows on from this post that I made ten days ago, in which I gave Hess's comments about the rape scene in a documentary about the making of the film. These follow-up posts also concern the rape scene, in which Hess played Krug, the rapist, and Sandra Peabody played Mari, the victim.

Content warning: sexual assault, abusive behaviour

You know how rare it is for me to put any content warnings at all on my posts. This one is a special case, because sadly the material I'm including is much more disturbing than usual. The post I linked to above was bad. This post will see worse, especially the final extract. This post is obviously extremely NSFW, though it's all text apart from two links to audio/video clips. The first quote is entirely by Hess, from a featurette. The second features Hess and several other film personnel from a book. The last – and the most disturbing of all – is from a DVD commentary track with Hess and two fellow villain actors, Marc Sheffler and Fred Lincoln.

Disturbing content under here )

Riverine

Oct. 1st, 2025 12:16 am
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242/365: Sunny Severn, Bewdley
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I try not to repeat myself too much, but when you have a river right there it's hard to resist sometimes. So I know this isn't the first time I've posted a photo of the River Severn in Bewdley, but that's what you're getting again tonight! The effects of the Wribbenhall flood scheme (now finally nearing completion) are very obvious on the opposite bank. Also, I like reflections and clouds, and here you get both! :D
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241/365: Dashboard ducks
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sings Dashboard ducks! Let's get dangerous... wait, wrong duck. Anyway, this was a fun sight in the main car park in Bewdley this morning. An ordinary hatchback, except that the top of the dashboard shelf was full of plastic ducks. Because why not? Actually I think one of those ducks looks a bit dragonish, but who am I to judge that? I do wonder if the owner of this car has been to the Duck Store in Shrewsbury, since they have an entire wall of ducks. But who knows? It was just nice to see something light and silly and harmless and fun. We need more people doing things that are light and silly and harmless and fun.
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Marc Sheffler's cliff threat was a clear-cut case of targeted abuse of Sandra Peabody, committed in order to coerce a more emotional reaction out of her for the following scene. I've recently got hold of a DVD of The Last House on the Left which includes the full commentary track that features him telling a differently phrased version of it (I paid £5 in a CeX) which I'll come to in a future post, and what that's revealed is that the targeted abuse wasn't the only concern. Here's an example that seems quite wildly reckless to us looking at it in 2025, and would correctly be considered totally unacceptable in modern movie-making, but which wasn't targeted at Sandra Peabody alone:

In the film, there's a scene where Mari (Peabody) and her friend Phyllis (Lucy Grantham) are kidnapped by Krug's gang. Their hands are bound (in front) and they're gagged with cloths while drugged, then carried down the fire escape from the flat where they're caught, stuffed into a large car boot (=US trunk) and driven off to the Connecticut woods. I already knew from David Szulkin's book¹ that the fire escape scene wasn't done with camera tricks, dummies or stunt doubles. Peabody was genuinely carried over David Hess's (Krug) shoulder while tied and gagged as he ran down two storeys on a rather rickety fire escape and threw her into the car along with Phyllis who was already there.
¹ Wes Craven's Last House on the Left: The Making of a Cult Classic, 2nd edition 2000.

This kind of thing wouldn't have been shocking at all to people in the same world of ultra-low-budget exploitation. Doing your own stunts saved money, and that mattered. And bluntly, young women acting in this world were often seen more as props than partners. What I didn't know beforehand was what happened after the filmed scene ended. Here's Fred Lincoln, one of the villain actors, giving a brief comment about it on the DVD commentary track:

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LINCOLN: I thought we really pushed it because we really left ‘em in the car till we got to Connecticut. But that was because we didn’t have enough money to buy another car. We only had room for that many people.

As far as I know, that's the only time this fact is mentioned in a public source. The disc has a second, more conventional commentary from director Wes Craven and producer Sean S. Cunningham, and they say nothing at all over this scene. Szulkin's book doesn't mention it, either. So this is based on a single source, although one who was definitely there – you can see his character in the car in the movie. The details of exactly how this transport happened are not certain. But the impression Lincoln leaves is that they drove straight to their Connecticut location (about an hour's drive away) with the two women bound and gagged in the boot the whole time. Quite possibly without even a basic safety check (stop car, open boot, check women aren't in serious trouble, close boot, drive off) along the way – though that part is a possibly, not a probably.

This seems completely astonishing to us today – but 1971 exploitation was not us today. The crew didn't quite trust entirely to luck – Lincoln already knew Peabody to some extent from previous work together, and none of the personnel were at the level of callousness where they'd have accepted a significant risk of the actresses being seriously injured or worse at the end of the drive. But they probably didn't think much beyond "We'll get there in about an hour, and there's plenty of air for them in that trunk." Discomfort and anxiety were not widely considered unethical in that world of movie-making at that time.

So in the early 1970s, in ultra-low-budget exploitation movie filming by a crew who were mostly highly inexperienced, this wasn't astonishing. It wasn't absolutely routine, but "We didn't have the money for a second car" would have been accepted as a rationale for transporting the women in the boot, and "We needed to get out fast as we didn't have permits" (which was routine for such crews) would have been accepted as rationale for not stopping to untie them first. These would not have been modern prop restraints, so doing that wouldn't have been a near-instant task. Also, the route would have taken I-95 (already in existence) and stopping on that to take bound women out of the boot and untie them would have attracted a lot of attention, something they didn't want.

Lincoln's "really pushed it" comment may well also refer to a second factor that I as a Brit didn't initially think of. They were driving from the outskirts of New York City to Connecticut – crossing state lines. For that era's crews, the biggest risk might have been thought to be not that something would go disastrously wrong for the actresses bound in the boot (that risk was small, even if potentially catastrophic) but that they might be stopped by a patrol for some unrelated reason. A patrolman requiring to see in the boot and finding two bound and gagged women there, on an interstate trip, could mean huge trouble for the crew, since a suspected kidnapping crossing state lines becomes a suspected federal offence. It might even bring FBI involvement. That couldn't be smoothed over with "we're just making a film" in a way a purely state-level stop might have been.

The fact that Grantham was in the boot as well is important for this particular incident. She is consistently spoken of as being easy-going and popular with the crews, and there is no story anything like as serious as the Sheffler cliff one relating to her. That, together with Lincoln's quote on the commentary track, makes me pretty comfortable with believing that his explanation that extreme cost-cutting was the primary motivation was true. In this case, the men didn't aim to mistreat Sandra Peabody. They simply thought that leaving her (and Grantham) bound and gagged in the boot was acceptable in the context of the way they were operating – and that thinking wouldn't have been wildly out of line with how others thought at the time.

Finally, there's the issue of consent. In these productions, consent was often treated as a "one and done" thing: ie "You signed up for this film, you read the script, so if we need to make things a little rougher than we initially told you in order to get it done, then that's just part of this business." So long as nobody was actually seriously hurt, it was likely to be considered within the bounds of acceptability. And remember, in 1971 not merely social attitudes but the actual law supported this in some cases. A woman agreeing to marry a man had to say yes of her own free will – but after she was married, then she quite literally lost the ability to say no to her husband. Marital rape was not criminalised in all US states and the UK until the early 1990s.¹
¹ And some states still have glaring exceptions, eg Mississippi requires aggravated force to have been used.

So "one and done" was baked into the law in that case, meaning it was easier for film crews to rationalise it as being acceptable here as well. We can't be sure that the women explicitly consented to spending an hour like that, and there's at least a non-negligible chance that they didn't – that it would have been seen as being folded into the consent they were seen as having granted by signing up to this kind of movie. It's possible, for example, that they were told something like "We'll tie you up, carry you down the fire escape, throw you into the car trunk, close the lid and drive off" – but not the specific detail that they'd be in there for the full 40-mile drive. Again, this sounds astounding to us in 2025, but to people working in this part of the movie industry in 1971, far less so.

My point of writing all this is that this incident can be seen as a baseline in the Last House shoot. It wasn't absolutely routine, as Lincoln's "really pushed it" shows, but it wouldn't have inspired outrage, not within that world in the early 1970s. When I write about abuse on this set, I mean things that go beyond that, such as Marc Sheffler's cliff threat – where the actual physical danger lasted much less time but was much more severe and, crucially, was inflicted because of the effect on Peabody. "It was the 1970s" doesn't excuse that even if you understand the baseline of unsafe and degrading corner-cutting and risk tolerance that the car boot drive demonstrates. (Not that it excuses this either, but the two things are different kinds of unacceptable.) 

One final point. Sheffler's threat at the cliff was made in a place where just he and Peabody could hear. Wes Craven knew he was up to something, but didn't know the details – and Peabody might well have avoided telling him about it. But with this car boot trip? I find it very hard to believe he wouldn't have known. He was right there, as the director of a shoot with a tiny crew count. So Craven accepted the idea of these two young women being driven for an hour, quite possibly still bound and gagged, in a car boot. Yet as far as I know, he never acknowledged it publicly. That aspect is on him as the man in charge of the set (totally in charge on a non-union shoot that small), and I don't care how much of a horror icon he later became. That aspect is on him.

I don't have an audio clip to link to for this specific incident, so I hope you'll accept my assertion that my transcript above is accurate: I made it myself after listening to Lincoln's comment several times.

Another late-night quick post

Sep. 29th, 2025 12:44 am
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240/365: Restored WW2 air raid shelter, Bewdley Museum
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Too tired to write more than a couple of lines tonight, but here's a photo from Bewdley Museum. Pleasant weather this afternoon.

Very quick late-night post

Sep. 28th, 2025 01:04 am
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Miniature road workers, Worcester, 27th September 2025
239/365: Miniature road workers, Worcester
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I was in Worcester today to see Pony fandom friends, and as usual a good time was had. This was the last Worcester meet before UK PonyCon next weekend, so there was a fair amount of chat about that. While I was in the city, I noticed this fun little artwork outside the Guildhall gates. The artist was nowhere to be seen, so I have no idea whether there was any specific reason for creating this collection of inches-high roadworkers, but I thought it was fun nevertheless.

The Walsall Concerto

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Pedestrianised shopping street, Walsall, 26 Sep 25
238/365: Pedestrianised street, Walsall
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I went on what originally seemed like a bit of a wild goose chase today to find a particular product. That's something I'll talk about elsewhere, so I won't elaborate here – except to say that I did, in the end, find it. Anyway, I ended up in Walsall, which isn't the worst town in the Midlands but isn't the best either. There was, however, a very impressive guy in one of the main shopping streets playing an amplified. He was going for the sort of rocked-up classical sound that people like Lindsey Stirling are known for, and I think he did a very good job. Today's photo doesn't feature him, but it was taken in a Walsall street very like that one. As you can see, the dull weather wasn't exactly bringing out the crowds.

The 200th Anniversary Of The Railways

Sep. 27th, 2025 12:05 am
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Today, 27 September, is the 200th anniversary of the Stockton and Darlington Railway. Having been born in Stockton and realising I'd be here for Pawsome next weekend, it made sense to catch some of the commemorations, not least because my mother still lives reasonably close. I arrived after a lengthy train journey from Scotland at 9:45pm and was driven back to Barnard Castle. On the way, we passed a village that had been overtaken by flag shaggers, who had draped the British flag all over the lampposts. This was to be replicated in West Auckland, Shildon and Darlington itself over the subsequent days and it made me feeling quite uneasy. I am aware I'm not the target of these flags, but they have clearly been set up to divide rather than unite and I don't like the direction this country is taking. The governing Labour Party's introduction of digital ID cards on Friday is another thing that makes me feel incredibly on edge.

On Thursday, we headed down to Locomotion in Shildon as I had booked tickets for the Innovation train. I had seen this on a Geoff Marshall video back in the summer and realising it was at Shildon for a while, I thought it was a good opportunity to see it. Surprisingly, my mother and step-father also got on board, so we headed down there for our 3:15pm appointment. We were a tad early so we walked around the main museum taking in the original Locomotion #1 while we were privileged to see the replica being tested ahead of this weekend's major celebrations. It is due to recreate that opening journey from Shildon down to Darlington and beyond with three trucks and Experiment, the first ever passenger coach. I tried to get tickets for the main run on Friday, but they said that we would have to get public transport there, which is difficult from Barnard Castle. However, we did have the immense privilege of seeing it shuttle back and forth at Shildon on its tests, which was far less crowded and thus more accessable than it would otherwise have been.

Innovation was very good too, although it was cut down from its original four carraiges to three to fit in the station. The carriages that remained dealt with the history of the railways as well as some of the jobs on the railways (which my mother is desperately trying to get me involved with). There was also loads of things to play with, and with only about 10 people being on board and no children, this was a fantastic opportunity. The highlight was the sandpit upon which a digital image was projected of a train and tracks. With it being on sand, you could alter the topography and see what would happen to the railways when you formed mountains and lakes. I also enjoyed the Tetra Tower which was like Tetris albeit in real-life and 3D, while there were games to play regarding signal priority and a load of other cool stuff.

It was after Innovation that we got chance to see Locomotion in action, hanging around the make-shift platform to see it chuff into view. As we did, we got chatting to some railway people, while we also got to see Rocket belching fumes into the air. In the main engine shed itself we got to look at wide array of locos, while a portly gentleman came up to us and detailed how one particular steam engine worked. The staff at Locomotion were all incredibly passionate and friendly and my mother and step-father seemed very impressed. I also managed to sneak into a light rail engine of the future upon leaving, which looked like a fantastic alternative to heavy rail rolling stock. This was in the innovations of the future exhibit, which was at another shed, and although I didn't get long here, it was good to see some of these engines of the future.

The future was a strong aspect of the railways and this was demonstrated too at Hopetown in Darlington. We visited here on Friday and it is quite a bit different since its recent renovation, with a whole dedicated area to the museum. Sir Nigel Gresley and Tornado, two of the most famous locomotives Britain has ever produced, were here for footplate tours but we decided instead to focus on the museum pieces itself. There was the usual section of railway paraphenalia, which was interesting enough but much of it was out of context, while I quite liked the Exhbition Hall. Here there were displays detailing the future of the railways focusing on environmental sustainability on things like electric trains, batteries, maglev, and even things like reducing concrete in sleepers and ergonomic bridge design that reduces metal consumption. All of this was very heartening, particularly in a political climate that is delivering bad news story after bad news story, while the main display of smoke rings being wafted towards an LED picture of countryside to highlight the effect of CO2 on the climate was powerful too.

The main hall of the museum was much the same as it was before, and we learnt about the history of the Stockton and Darlington Railway, particularly in relation to the Quaker involvement. In the main engine sheds, we saw Derwent, which was built there in 1845 and is the oldest locomotive still extant that was built there. Looking at the development of such engines from Locomotion #1 in just 20 years was incredible. We also got to see the interactive exhibition Experiment, which was lottery funded. This seemed a little naff originally when we were in the booking hall hearing the safety rules, but once we got to the 3D interactive ride itself that was on a small carriage into which only nine of us could sit, it got exciting. Detailing the history of the railways from 1825 through to both world wars, the present day, and the future, it was a fascinating 10-minute immersive video while the movement of the carriage and the special effects made it feel like a rollercoaster ride. I was a little apprehensive and skepitcal as we boarded, but it was definitely worth the £5.

On the way out, we spied the old toilets which were largely redone faithfully with their 19th century pyramidial urinals. We also bumped into a local lass who spoke a lot about the importance of local museums and on our way out, we noticed an increase in police and people taking photographs in an area we had visited earlier that day. There was a man there I recognised but couldn't place, and in the end, I realised it was Prince Edward. It was interesting that he came unannounced, but we left him to it, noting the mayor entering the main museum complex as we were just leaving. There was also a pleasant brass band too. I must admit, I didn't know this was Prince Edward until later in the day, but it was good to see him. As we departed the museum, the queues were building and I was glad to have gotten my souvenir program as we entered.

We left and looked at Skerne Bridge, the oldest surviving railway bridge that has been continuously in use. Interestingly, it was built in two sections, with fears about shaking from the locomotive destroying the original structutre. I also didn't realise that Middlesbrough once hosted the world's first suspension railway bridge. We went home for lunch - garlic sausage buns and vegetable soup - before walking the spaniels around Raby Castle. I had come here in May and the experience was much the same as before, but we did get to see rutting stags, whose antlers resonated around the valley with their echoing sound. Another stag stared at us while I also got to see the place where my grandfather's ashes are scattered. 

This evening, we went to The Spotted Dog in High Coniscliffe. It was quite busy, what with it being a Friday evening, and a wedding party just left. It was lively without being too loud and we settled down to have a minced lamb pie, swapping out the mashed potato for chunky chips. I still ended up getting some mash though, which was arguably preferable as I didn't really enjoy the oil in which the fries were cooked. The carrot with English mustard was divine though. After this, we went home where I drank a load of wine and watched the first episode of Michael Palin's recent Venezeula series, which was eye-opening.

My stay with my mother has been a little fraught. They do enjoy watching the news and I'd like to digest that in my own terms. The local news has made little about the 200th anniversary of the railways, which I have found surprising, while national and international news has been a hellscape. There is also a fair bit of negativity from my step-father in particular, but I fear some of my more forthright opinions may not be helping. It certainly seems more relaxing with my father, but it's just different I guess.
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It depends on who reads this from outside Dreamwidth World, but it's possible one or two will who may remember me, in a very different context a few weeks ago, being unusually if briefly vehement in my negative opinion of David Hess. Well, today you get to find out why. Some of it, at any rate. This isn't everything. I'll get there.

As for the details: to copy/paste my intro comment from last time, the forty-minute documentary Celluloid Crime of the Century, which has a copyright date of 2002 but was released in 2003, is included as an extra on many collectors' editions of the The Last House on the Left. That's the documentary featuring Marc Sheffler's cliff threat, which I've already covered. Well, in the very same video we get David Hess, who played Krug, the sadistic leader of the gang, talking about his actions in the rape scene. In which, let me remind you, he played the rapist and Peabody played Mari, his victim. Between the two segments of Hess's interview is a short section from producer Sean S. Cunningham, which is simply descriptive of Krug's terrifying nature, so I've left that out of the transcript. Here's what Hess said: 

Transcript
HESS: [Sandra was your] archetype upper-middle class Protestant – repressed Protestant – you know. And how do you deal with that? How do you deal with it? Well, you try to find ways of stabbing her and her repression.
[CUNNINGHAM comments briefly.]
HESS: I scared the living shit out of her, man. She really thought I might—I started to pull her pants down, and grab her tits and everything, and I mean she really, I mean... and I looked up at Wes [Craven] at one point and I said, "Can I?" And then she freaked.

And yes, you are reading that right. No, that was not in the script. Yes, he was improvising while filming a rape scene. Yes, like that. So, in this interview segment, does Hess apologise for doing this to Peabody? Does he say it was wrong? Does he go even as far as expressing mild regret and saying he maybe wouldn't have done the same these days (ie in 2002)? Well, what do you think? Of course he doesn't. He just tells the story as another "tale from the set".

One of my extremely rare content warnings for the below video: this one is not simply done with Hess on camera and little else. This segment is specifically about Mari's rape scene, and so there are several stills of her character in and around that part of the film. It's not possible to cut the video to avoid these. There is also a short video clip of part of the rape scene that ends immediately before Hess's comments begin. You don't actually need the visuals, though, so if you want to just listen to the audio you'll still hear everything that matters.

Video of Hess recounting this story
Celluloid Crime of the Century (YouTube) – time stamp set to start of Hess's anecdote at 18:23

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Sep. 25th, 2025 11:29 pm
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Tea and cake, Bridgnorth station, 25th September 2025
237/365: Tea and cake, Bridgnorth SVR station
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I don't want to dwell on this tonight, but in general? I'm neutral to mildly in favour of the principle of a universal ID card, physical or digital. From what I've heard so far, however, I don't trust this government as far as I could throw it to implement one fairly and safely.

Now, on to more fun matters. I was in Bridgnorth today (no E in that name, folks!) which was not for the most part very interesting – at least, the stuff I had to do was dull – but I did have half an hour or so free in the late morning. I pottered down to the SVR station as trains were running, and popped into the very nice 1930s-style refreshment room for a cup of tea and a cake. Jaffa orange and chocolate, since you ask! As the weather was nice, I sat outside, which was pleasant as I could watch some shunting and even see a steam-hauled service train arrive. It was annoying that an alarm started up after a while and didn't stop, but fortunately I was near time to go by then in any case. The framing of this photo makes it look like I was in a cage, but I assure you that they did let me out! ;)

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