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The Time Machine
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TIME ON MY HANDS


Many a time I have looked at the life of a movie star and wanted that glitz and glamour for myself. Oh to have been a part of MGM - the studio that had more stars than there are in heaven! A world of glass-hour figures and platinum blondes where tight sexy dresses clung to every voluptuous curve - the 'peek-a-boo' hairstyles of Veronica Lake and Lauren Becall that personified physical sophistication.


I have never ever seen a film set but I should hope that if the opportunity ever arose the beefy bouncers would let me get behind the scenes so I could get in on the action. In reality, this is very unlikely.

It is my hope that the creation of my own website will allow me to put myself in the driving seat to magically transport myself back through the golden age of the cinema, television and classic movies. There are times when I may become over-enthusiastic with ideas and go into overdrive, as it were, but if viewers' feedback means I need to wack on the handbrake at any point in time then so be it.

Like H.G.Wells I too have a time machine except that mine is in my head. Who knows where I would choose to end up and with whom is anyone's guess. In the world of entertainment anything is possible. If a 'Gentleman's Relish refers to a rather piquant sandwich-filling of days gone by then I should delight in turning the clocks back and assume a similar role among two of the most gorgeous of hollywood hunks. What harm a little frivolity?

I seek to recruit an audience that shares my great passion for such dreams but if, like the dumbest actress working on a movie, you have slept with the writer instead of the producer, then please exit the stage right now.

If, on the other hand, like me (and Dorothy) you are forever seeking lemon drops way above the chimney tops then join me on a magical ride across that rainbow as I strive to cut my journalistic teeth here on the 'net.'


Left behind is the keen scrapbooker from my youth, as I am ready to take the next step towards a creative journey through the wonder of the Web. Armed with plenty of imagination, nostalgia, humour and inspiration, I can't promise this will be a work of art but it is my hope that it will grace the minds of viewers who happen to stumble upon it by chance.

Not one who confesses to be stunningly beautiful or impeccably poised ordinarily, my illusions of grandeur may need forgiveness if one suddenly witnesses my presence on the Silver Screen or floating around Tinseltown in some disguise or another. In my defence it is hoped that my wisecracking persona will help me to deliver a richly satisfying cinematic experience for those around me. Please do not worry if I go into my own little world at times - it is fine, they know me there.

Whilst the words sex, money and free would undoubtedly guarantee me far more viewers to my site, I can more likely be found under more endearing titles such as Love, Romance and Laughter as I try to project fanciful visions onto a grey slate of reality. I see life as an open door that can be closed at any time therefore do not complain about the draught.

Who knows, maybe some famous film producer will make a fortunate discovery of my website while looking for something entirely unrelated as was the case when I was drawn towards the 2001 film 'Serendipity' - a romantic comedy - as pieces of my artwork as well as my heart still lay on the cutting room floor.

Ladies and Gentlemen: the story you are about to hear is true. Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent (Dragnet 1951). Friends may need protecting from my dreadful sense of humour but that is where the similarity ends. Having been named after a princess on account of my mother's own recognition of extreme beauty for the purpose of this 'exercise' no other 'pen' name than Grace could suffice.


So,pull up a comfortable armchair with matching footstool, fasten your seat belts and join me on a hopefully not so 'bumpy' ride as we orbit through Univeral Studios. My foot is off the pedal as I go straight into overdrive. For all my playfulness and creative ingenuity there will be a serious message to be found here if one cares to look between the lines.



Let the journey begin!










AS I GET INTO MY MACHINE AND PUSH ON THE SWITCH THE ROOM AROUND ME COMES TO LIFE. BUT I REMAIN MOTIONLESS IN THE CHAIR.

A CANDLE MELTS IN A MATTER OF SECONDS, A SMALL SNAIL SCAMPERS ACROSS THE FLOOR.

I LOOK THROUGH THE WINDOW TO SEE THE SUN AND THE MOON BOUNCING BACK AND FORTH IN THE SKY LIKE PING-PONG BALLS AND A MANNEQUIN IN A STORE WINDOW ACROSS THE STREET MARKS THE GENERATIONS BY THE RAISING OF HEMLINES AND CHANGING OF ACCESSORIES.

THEN, RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES THE DUMMY ASSUMES THE APPEARANCE OF EBENEZER SCROOGE. HE SMIRKS AS HE REMINDS ME THAT I AM A LITTLE BEHIND THE TIMES AS HE HAS ALREADY DONE THIS BEFORE HAVING BEEN TRANSPORTED TO CHRISTMASES PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE.

REMEMBER FOLKS, THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE OUT THERE READY TO STEAL YOUR THUNDER!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nuklSZVvpzc
The golden age of Hollywood - an era of glamour, elegance and enchantment- is for me a just a fairytale in a faraway land where actresses were the epitomy of beauty and style. The challenge of the camera, the excitement of every scene and the inevitable climax of the premiere as it comes to a close.

Just as the success of a movie depends on whether or not the audience can identify themselves or their dreams with the people on the screen, could the same be dedused from my own story I wonder?