Alittle while ago, Razzi told us the story of Alanah, a girl who suffers from Body Dysmorphic Disorder (BDD) – a condition that causes people to become obsessed with perceived defects in their appearance. In our eyes, Alanah is a rather pretty young lady. However, when Alanah looks in a mirror all she sees are her perceived defects. Alanah thinks her eyes are crossed, her hands and arms are big and chunky, her nose is crooked and out of proportion with the rest of her face. Here at Jammy Toast we have someone with a similar disorder – The Chimpton thinks she has a fat arse!
Davidd and I are 57 years old in a couple of months’ time and during those years we have watched some great sporting events. Today, we are starting a new series of posts where we will recall our memories of those events featuring some of our greatest heroes. We have lived through England winning the World Cup (we were a little young, though), Muhammad Ali’s greatest fights, Stoke City winning the League Cup and Botham’s Ashes. Some great times and even more great memories which we hope to share with you during the coming months. Today we would like to share our memories off…
Today we are going to ask everyone who visits Jammy Toast to just “Talk Shit” for the day. We ask that anyone who visits Jammy Toast leaves a comment on just about any subject they choose. Funny or sad, true or false, real or fake; we don’t give a shit as long as it is entertaining and doesn’t really hurt anyone. We ask you to do this because we are too busy to think of anything else to post – hopefully everyone will like the freedom to whine and bitch. The rules are pretty simple to explain – basically, anything goes!
Alittle while ago, Razzi and I had the pleasure of meeting Charlie Wright, the last man still living in Ilchester Road. With his Union Flag fluttering at full mast in the breeze outside his house, Charlie lives in the last house standing on the River Street Estate where more than six hundred houses used to stand. He epitomises the Olde World concept that became enshrined in law; an Englishman’s home is his castle. As Charlie surveys the barren landscape in front of his house that was a once thriving community near the Birkenhead docks, home to thousands of workers and families that made up the manufacturing and shipbuilding industries.
Here at Jammy Toast we love old black and white photographs and indeed, in the past, we have featured pictures by our favourite photographer, Shirley Baker. Over the weekend we found a collection of photographs taken by an American student by the name of Janet Mendelsohn. Janet studied at the University of Birmingham between 1967 and 1969 and while she was over here she photographed the streets of Balsall Heath for a photo-essay on inner-city life. During the late 1960s Balsall Heath was Birmingham’s largest red light district, a place of work for some hundreds of prostitutes. Mendelsohn provides an extraordinary insight into these women’s lives, their domestic arrangements and personal relationships as well as the nature of their profession. However, one photograph stands out amongst all the others; it is of a little girl who became known as The Ballerina Girl of Balsall Heath.
Here at Jammy Toast we do not dislike many foods or have any special dietary requirements. However, we are aware that eating out for many vegans and vegetarians can be a major problem as Chimpton is a vegan and we have witnessed first-hand her struggle to find vegan foods when eating out. She even sticks to her principles despite our many offers of; “Go on, have a Maccies. We won’t tell anyone.” Nevertheless, we couldn’t help but laugh at the plight of one vegan who ventured abroad and wanted a vegan meal.