tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post3341912760898329128..comments2024-03-20T10:01:20.599+00:00Comments on Dave Gorman: Outside The BubbleDave Gormanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02260701102207639816noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-43907076416161515592009-03-27T21:12:00.000+00:002009-03-27T21:12:00.000+00:00@Leanne: Institutionalisation? Maybe. I'm happy to...@Leanne: Institutionalisation? Maybe. I'm happy to segregate in my utopia. <BR/><BR/>So rather than quiet coaches you have noisy coaches, and the loud people can go there. And everyone else who is decent and respectful of other people and thier environment get to sit in any of the other carriages. Which will be much more lovely. There will be a noise-level judge, like a ticket inspector, who will allocate people to carriages.<BR/><BR/>And everyone will respect the decision of the noise-level judge, without giving them any back-chat or hassel or a sarcastic withering look, because people are nice.<BR/><BR/>This is in my utopia, obviously,Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-3141243107388832252009-03-25T19:36:00.000+00:002009-03-25T19:36:00.000+00:00About half of that new stuff will never work again...<I>About half of that new stuff will never work again because it was about the night and the situation and the moment and the shared consciousness in the room...</I><BR/><BR/>For me when a stand-up does that it makes the evening <I>more</I> special and turns in to a 'gig' type feeling because you know the comedian/comedienne is reacting to and with the crowd. Also, I think it takes a lot of confidence on the stand-ups part because they truly don't know if it'll work or whether they'll die on their proverbial arse.rileysaplankhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11979181053279500505noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-53113259276323171912009-03-25T08:43:00.000+00:002009-03-25T08:43:00.000+00:00Dave Gormon: Which is surely reason enough to not ...Dave Gormon: Which is surely reason enough to not do it.<BR/><BR/>Me: People always would!<BR/><BR/>Anyway I think quiet carriages are a good idea, but don't these special carriages cost more?taitlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14486785865253117044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-44501355211023189882009-03-25T08:29:00.000+00:002009-03-25T08:29:00.000+00:00I don't like people talking into their phones on t...I don't like people talking into their phones on the bus, or people with their iPods turned up too loud, so I would want to kill those football fans on the aeroplane...<BR/><BR/>As for incongruous pairings, as in Mothers Day and gambling, I'm still undecided about the big Easter display (including happy bunny rabbit) in the window of the undertakers on Lower Clapton Road (near the ponds). <BR/><BR/>Murray, E5Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-31790907836666339212009-03-24T22:26:00.000+00:002009-03-24T22:26:00.000+00:00Emma - Would that a form of institutionalisation?!...Emma - Would that a form of institutionalisation?!<BR/><BR/>Virgin Trains do 'quiet' coaches. By travelling in these coaches in the past I've found that the concept doesn't work. People ignore the notices and generally make lots of noise whilst in them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-37657009796605016722009-03-24T20:21:00.000+00:002009-03-24T20:21:00.000+00:00Would it be genius to have a football supporter/st...Would it be genius to have a football supporter/stag night only train carridge, where groups of drunk men (or women), can be stored during the journey?<BR/><BR/>Because people who are having 'fun', who think that the people around them aren't having fun, are no fun.<BR/><BR/>So put them in together and they can have their fun, and those people who just want to get from a to b and read the paper without being heckled or hear potty-mouthing, can do just that.<BR/><BR/>I would be much happier using public transport at night if I knew the idiots were safely tucked away.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-78661532501203535952009-03-24T16:51:00.000+00:002009-03-24T16:51:00.000+00:00taitle said: "But to be fair, 12 men in an enclose...taitle said: "But to be fair, 12 men in an enclosed place cheering would always upset some people."<BR/><BR/>Me: Which is surely reason enough to not do it.Dave Gormanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02260701102207639816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-82438456369114961942009-03-24T10:59:00.000+00:002009-03-24T10:59:00.000+00:00@Gormon There is a line between a group being simp...@Gormon There is a line between a group being simply ecstatic and also then threatening.I think you are right that it also comes done to reaction,.<BR/><BR/>But to be fair, 12 men in an enclosed place cheering would always upset some people. Especially if it is after a football game, but what do you expect. Usually they leave people well alone. I never was part of a group who shouted at an ordinary stranger though, I think that is really off. <BR/><BR/>I agree with you, the people you encountered were very out of order. <BR/><BR/>On a Derby County game, I was sitting a few seats above this hench bald guy who got in a big strop that his team were losing, he pointed at a fan on the opposite end, gestered to the outside of the stadium and punched his fist. After the game a police officer got hold of him and shouted him down. I thought that was a good call. <BR/><BR/>@Emilynb: We sing "Steve Gerrard Gerrard, he can pass forty yards hes big and hes f**ing hard stave gerrard gerrard." ^^taitlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14486785865253117044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-32826974733560904662009-03-24T09:20:00.000+00:002009-03-24T09:20:00.000+00:00@James: I didn't have to spend any time explaining...@James: I didn't have to spend any time explaining it. Friends were staying in the same hotel and they knew how out of character it was for me to be driving that thing. But I didn't take it to the wedding so wasn't parking up in front of strangers who might draw that kind of conclusion.<BR/><BR/>@taitle: I enjoy the atmosphere at a football game and I understand the fun of being in a large group of like minded people. But if people on a train (or wherever) think you're threatening... well then you are. If you're aware that your behaviour - while fun for you is intimidating for others - well then you're wilfully intimidating others. And that's unpleasant. If it had just been singing that would be one thing. When it comes to loudly passing judgement on the attractiveness of the women who are sharing the same space as you then it's hugely unpleasant and intimidating.<BR/><BR/>@Kel D: Believe me, one man with a beer doesn't equal peer pressure.Dave Gormanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02260701102207639816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-48672602217531720112009-03-24T03:06:00.000+00:002009-03-24T03:06:00.000+00:00"If a woman does it then they call her names but i..."If a woman does it then they call her names but if a guy with a beer calls them on their behaviour, peer pressure wins!"<BR/><BR/>You'd think that would be the case but it isn't.EmlynBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00699776643585489387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-53715502513438227672009-03-23T22:45:00.000+00:002009-03-23T22:45:00.000+00:00I think I have to join Dave in this one. I love my...I think I have to join Dave in this one. I love my football and as a kid hated those blokes who made you feel embarrassed for your gender. <BR/><BR/>I'm a Leeds fan but the worst case I came across was when I was on a train heading home after watching Fulham beat Huddersfield for which they won promotion. That train was a nightmare, fair enough they were celebrating but it was packed to the point you were stood up but couldn’t move and it wasn’t just sound finding its way into our ears but chemically enhanced saliva due to the close proximity. Sadly though on the terraces it’s the same guys who add a lot to the atmosphere. I'm no psychologist but maybe they feel that they have to prove their masculinity to each other after a few beverages so that it’s not as awkward that they’re so good at also shouting at men with six-packs in shorts that kiss and hug each other as a form of celebration? <BR/><BR/>It’s probably now not the best time to suggest this but I’m still trying to fathom Star Trek themed burlesque, was the boldly going where no man has gone before part expected from the audience or provided by the act?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04667346027685084738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-72730273876064685762009-03-23T22:04:00.000+00:002009-03-23T22:04:00.000+00:00They need to teach good guys like you "bystander t...They need to teach good guys like you "bystander training" where they show you tips and tricks for telling loutish men how inappropriate their actions are.<BR/><BR/>If a woman does it then they call her names but if a guy with a beer calls them on their behaviour, peer pressure wins!kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04306427503749550858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-47029750783041811752009-03-23T20:38:00.000+00:002009-03-23T20:38:00.000+00:00Oh, and thanks for the heads up about Ali Ali McGr...Oh, and thanks for the heads up about Ali Ali McGregor - thought she was in Oz; hopefully she'll take a show up to the Spiegeltent in August.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-37067975729831707762009-03-23T20:33:00.000+00:002009-03-23T20:33:00.000+00:00All those old halls in Northumbria (the word doesn...All those old halls in Northumbria (the word doesn't lose it's meaning even if it's no longer to be found on a contemporary map) are fabulous - great for weddings - hope you enjoyed it and your recent stay in Newcastle.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-77253237308962203522009-03-23T18:39:00.000+00:002009-03-23T18:39:00.000+00:00I'm not a material sort, but that car and that hot...I'm not a material sort, but that car and that hotel would make me smile. Very fancy pants.<BR/><BR/>I 'stepped out' with a lad once. He was a complete dog. He got smashed on New Year's Eve and I spent the evening appologising to other girls he was slagging off or perving at. Including one police woman. He was pretty to look at mind... but the lack of awareness, self control, or manners was really unattractive and a bit scary.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-41040454408762008982009-03-23T16:40:00.000+00:002009-03-23T16:40:00.000+00:00Drop a few beers down your throat, watch a live fo...Drop a few beers down your throat, watch a live football game and you will be singing with the rest of 'em.<BR/><BR/>Great to let off a bit of steam. <BR/><BR/>Drunk trains are hilarious. Trouble is people perceive us as more threatening than we actually are.taitlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14486785865253117044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-27356015271205461102009-03-23T16:06:00.000+00:002009-03-23T16:06:00.000+00:00Dave - I absolutely loved Genius! Can't wait to se...Dave - I absolutely loved Genius! Can't wait to see it this week! I'm still trying to think of a Genius idea to send in...<BR/><BR/>It's nice when you can get a huge upgrade for a tiny bit extra. Nice car!<BR/><BR/>Oh God - I hate groups of drunk football men being blokey together, particularly on public transport when they fill the bus/train/tram/plane out and everyone's cramped and has no option but to sit/stand in the mass of blathering drunken idiots bellowing offensive chants and moronically wooping at women.<BR/><BR/>I had a similar experience on a train from Liverpool to Manchester (my journey unfortunately coincided with a football match). They were chanting a song which somehow involved the "English IRA" (?) and the German bombers...Ben Nuttallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00863652203136926982noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-87236872245754538992009-03-23T15:14:00.000+00:002009-03-23T15:14:00.000+00:00Sorry to be pedantic, but there's no place called ...Sorry to be pedantic, but there's no place called Northumbria. There's the North East, Northumberland, Durham, Tyneside, etc - but nowhere on the map entitled Northumbria. Even the tourist folk don't use it as a marketing name now.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-15521159720618929972009-03-23T14:55:00.000+00:002009-03-23T14:55:00.000+00:00Lord, I hate "laddish" men. I agree with Leanne th...Lord, I hate "laddish" men. I agree with Leanne that the best course of action is just to not draw attention to yourself. As long as you don't shout "WHEEEEY!" at every opportunity and sing 'Que Sera Sera' in an affected macho way (presumably to draw attention away from the fact that the first line is "When I was just a little girl" and the whole song is written from a female perspective), it should be obvious that you're not one of the crowd.EmlynBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00699776643585489387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-71833495248956651852009-03-23T14:28:00.000+00:002009-03-23T14:28:00.000+00:00Firstly - hello James - I'm sure friends wouldn't ...Firstly - hello James - I'm sure friends wouldn't have such opinions! But yeah, I get what you mean. Maybe Dave should've had a sticker in the window saying "My Other Car Is A Bike" <BR/><BR/>Hello Dave, reading this has reminded me of a train journey I took recently from Newcastle to Manchester. The train was packed and I was sat amongst a drunken bloke-mob of footy fans, and their whistling and chatting up made me feel very uncomfortable. However, amongst them was one sober feller, not part of the group and obviously trying very hard to let me know that. He spent the whole journey making eye contact, rolling his eyes and inconspicuously shaking his head in a "what're they like, eh?!" gesture. This made me feel more uncomfortable than the bloke-mob. <BR/>It was funny - what made this middle aged bloke in a pinstriped suit imagine that other passengers thought he was part of a group of fifteen lads in footy tops? Maybe he was subconsciously enjoying the blokeiness of it all but felt guilty for doing so!<BR/><BR/>That pic looks like it's taken at Otterburn Hall? Dave, have you SEEN the lovely Northumberland coast? Seahouses is worth a visit alone for it's fish and chips.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-41398062909438500602009-03-23T14:09:00.000+00:002009-03-23T14:09:00.000+00:00I agree with James. I'm picturing you explaining t...I agree with James. I'm picturing you explaining to the other guest at your table "you see the satnav is integrated, so it was a saving really" ;)Mairehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06110865608550754101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588205362847565197.post-51737935266223408312009-03-23T13:22:00.000+00:002009-03-23T13:22:00.000+00:00What I'm wondering is if you spent a lot of time a...What I'm wondering is if you spent a lot of time at the wedding feeling the need you to explain the accompanying sports car, to prevent people thinking... "Oh look at Big Time Charlie over there, he's got himself a BBC TV series and now suddenly his understated living has gone out of the window."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com