Hi, it’s Harry Silhouetteof-Wolfhowlingonhill, television correspondent at the Greenygrey. If we wanted a Christmas advert for Grey’sWerewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Mapsbook, it probably wouldn’t be that different to the M&S advert.
Marks and Spencer Christmas Advert
Rosie Huntington-Whiteley plays the Grey part to perfection, and there’s a strong support cast like there is in the Werewolf of Oz.
Here’s the Marks and Spencer advert below. See if you can spot the Greenygrey, as there’s a discussion about fleeting images revealed in the Making Of video below the actual video.
Making of Marks and Spencer Advert
It wasn’t until I watched The Making of the Marks and SpencerAdvert video on creativereviewthat I noticed they had a little of the Big Bad Wolf in the video. It wasn’t a significant part thankfully, and nothing bad happened, like the hunting of the wolf.
Moreover, while watching the Making Of video, I noticed lots of greenygreyness that I hadn’t noticed before. That was partly because most of it didn’t make the final cut. Here’s the Making Of video:
Hi, it’s Martin ‘Werewolfie’ Adams, satirical comedy sports correspondent at the Greenygrey, inspired by darts legend Martin ‘Wolfie’ Adams.
That means the cricketers will be travelling from Alice Springs to Adelaide; a journey made famous by Grey, Bonzo and Elle in Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps over eleven magical episodes starting at 29.
Travelling Through Australia’s Centre
Yes, back then Bonzo was still with the party, while Angry and Cathy had not yet joined the quest.
Of course, the England and Wales cricket team arrived in Alice Springs from Brisbane on the Australian east coast, while the Werewolf of Ozzers arrived there from Darwin on the Oz north coast.
When our ol’ pal Marc Latham was in Australia back in 1989 he travelled down to Alice Springs from Cairns, north of Brisbane. He then travelled north to Darwin, never visiting Adelaide and Melbourne in the south.
Travelling Alice Springs to Adelaide
While in Alice Springs, I wonder if the England and Wales cricket team will meet Alice as Grey and the travel questers did, or go to the Uluru/Ayer’s Rock Oo-loo-roo Air’s Rock Great Gig in the Sky festival with Wally and the macropods.
Maybe they’ll travel on the Ghan and miss out the Rainbow Valley, which are very different in the human and werewolf worlds.
In the Oz world the Ghan was a mysterious creature, and the Werewolf of Ozzers were lost for a time in the intoxicating colours of the Rainbow Valley.
I hope they travel south a little faster than the Werewolf of Ozzers, as the second test starts in Adelaide on December 5th.
It should be a great experience anyway, and we wish them luck.
Trott’s stress-related illness is long-term though, so wasn’t caused by the friendly pommie-bashing and exuberant boomeranging seen in some Aussie media outlets and sports grounds.
The second ashes test will be played in Adelaide, South Australia, home of the Arishes. South of Australia’s flag of course features a piping shrike, which was crucial to the Werewolf of Ozzers escaping from the Northern Territories into South Australia through the Rainbow Valley. Looking back at the flag now, it looks as if the shrike is boomeranging more than piping!
The Werewolf of Ozzers of course visited Adelaide during chapters 40-45. They didn’t spend much time in the human city though, after a timequake sent them crashing into a game between Redbacks and Crows like nothing they’d experience before.
Werewolf of Oz Australia East Coast
Anyway, back to the continuing journey. Having escaped the neverending boomeranging cycle of Boomerang Beach, the travel quest quartet continue their journey up the Oz east coast, with Brisbane only three episodes away… and the answer to the question all those who don’t know the story will have been asking… what’s Bri’s bane.
All will be revealed by the end of next week, but for now, here’s an episode that starts with literary nonsense poetry, and ends with bird-brained Port Macquarie wordplay. Enjoy!
Chapter 126. Swimming in a Woad Sea to Port Macquarie
Three red heads and a grey,
made their way,
to the bay.
Where the dust sandy road,
was lying overboard,
in a sea of woad.
Now raftless, we swam the dust sandy path, leading us north up the coast. It was good to be back on the ground, even if we were in the sea!
We were going to stop for a rest when we reached Crowdy Head, but a quick headcount suggested it was overcrowded. So we continued swimming through afternoon into evening.
Pour Macawry in Port Macquarie
When the bright lights of Port Macquarie lit up the western horizon we decided to call it a day. It’d been quite some swim, no nonsense.
After drying off we popped into a beachside establishment called Two Cans Irish Pub. We walked up to the bar and a toucan asked us what we’d like to drink.
I knew toucans advertise Guinness, so we all asked for a pint of it. It started pouring one, while holding another pint in its other wing; and asked a macaw standing farther down the bar to pour the other two.
The toucan and macaw had different styles of pouring, which could perhaps be called pour toucany and pour macawry.
After Kevin Pietersen seemed to be taking on the role of Grey during the Battle of Bri’s Bane in the Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps for the Ashes cricket first test in Brisbane, the Aussies have responded with the ‘boomerang’ to take a decisive lead after day two. The second part of the Boomerang Beach trilogy was of course also very frustrating for the Werewolf of Ozzers.
The ‘Boomerang’ Takes Off
Seemingly inspired by the boomeranging of Boomerang Beach holding up the travel quest quartet’s progress up the Australian east coast, the ‘boomerang’ seems to be all the rage in the land of the… boomerang.
The Tada Girls’s solo efforts featured in the last Werewolf of Oz episode seem to taken off in a way not seen at a sports ground since the ‘Mexican Wave’ circled stadiums and the world after the Mexico football World Cup in 1986.
Hi, it’s Greenygrey. As seen in the photo above, Australian players and fans celebrated each England and Wales cricket team‘s wicket falling by doing the ‘boomerang’.
So we thought we’d better post the last thrilling episode of the Boomerang Beach trilogy, bringing you almost in sight of Brisbane. Meanwhile, on Kangaroo Island, a little penguin told me that this year’s Arishes are also under way. This has been the Greenygrey. Enjoy the episode, the Arishes and Ashes.
Chapter 125. Yahoo Flight to the Left and Right
I screamed, ‘Thirtieth time lucky!’ as we left Boomerang Beach and headed north over Elizabeth Beach once more.
We flew the Lakes Way,
knowing its outlay,
like night and day.
Yahoo! over Yahoo Island
It was all systems go, as Elle decided it was time to act, and we were primed to respond. She chose the Booti Booti National Park to kick the plan into action, leaning as much to the left as possible. We all followed her over to that side.
We flew above and beyond Green Point, and seemed to have escaped the coastal cycle. We all exclaimed yahoo! over Yahoo Island. Green Point grew smaller every minute, and Boomerang Beach soon faded out of sight.
Wall in Gate Changes Our Plan
We were free-flying now, but just as we began to relax and enjoy the view, we saw a massive wall in a gigantic gate over Wallingat National Park. It would surely be the end of us if we crashed into it. Elle had seen the danger and jumped over to the right; we quickly followed. But was it too late?
We had stopped heading straight into the wall, and were now skirting it. Our chances of escape seemed finely balanced. We leant as much to the right as possible, while trying to push against the wall with our left arms. It was preventing our obliteration, but wasn’t winning our liberation. That is, until our flying fate was decided twenty minutes later, once and for all.
A tower jutted out of the wall further on, blocking our side-skirting path. We flew closer and closer to it, and all my strength and spirit seemed nearly spent. I could see nothing beyond the tower, and no way of avoiding it. We were facing a dead-end in more ways than one.
Then Elle asked if we were ready, nodding toward the right. We all looked at her with renewed hope, not needing more explanation, and said yes. We prepared ourselves. Elle gave one almighty push, and we gave it our best too; it seemed to be working, as we were sent free of the wall.
Then Elle leant to the right (it looks to the left in the photo, as everything is upside down, and often the wrong way around, in Oz!), and we followed her as the tower loomed.
It was just enough, as we swerved around the tower into clear sky, with only a second or three to spare. It had probably been Elle’s most outstanding use of her body yet.
Flying North-East, for a while at Least
We were flying in open air again, with no hazards in view. A north-easterly wind kept our direction and elevation steady. Maybe our luck was changing!
We turned past Tuncurry in a hurry, and went even faster over Forster. I was beginning to enjoy the flight.
I should have known it wouldn’t last. The wind dropped, and I got cramp in my rump;
I was like a dead-weight blowing in the breeze,
dragging the team down to the trees.
We descended at pace, and the next thing I knew we were crashing into the Ocean Dreaming Rainforest Resort on the edge of Red Head.
When we’d recovered our composure I noticed the others had red heads after the bumpy landing. They said mine was still grey.
Hi, it’s Baron Wolfman, head honcho of Greenygrey Creation in the absence of the legendary Andy Wolfhol. Talking of ol’ Wolfhol, I just found a postcard on this here site that bears the unmistakable and seemingly impossible to forge signature of our very own creative inspiration.
Nature Photos and Art
I didn’t find it until just now because I’ve been in the Google+ world searching out great greenygrey images.
I found quite a few,
so without further ado,
here they are for you:
The names underneath the photos are those of the people that posted the photos on Google+.
Grey thought he’d put Australia on the map with its epic travel quest across Oz, and especially Brisbane, which is of course the scene of the epic concluding battle with Bri’s bane. Brisbane’s Gabba (we would have preferred it to be called baGGa!) is also the venue for the first Ashes cricket test on Thursday.
However, this week England’s star player Kevin Pietersen responded to some Aussie pommie-bashing calling him arrogant by tweeting that nobody outside Australia has heard of Brisbane.
Kevin Peitersen Versus Brisbane
Hi, it’s Martin ‘Werewolfie’ Adams with a sports round-up ahead of the first Ashes cricket test in Australia.
One theory in the Greenygrey world is that Kevin Pietersen; also known as KP, as the Greenygrey is known as GG; has read Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps, and is re-enacting the blockbusting Battle of Bri’s bane with himself as the hero.
However, the opposing theory counters that if KP has read WoO he’d think that everybody has now heard of Brisbane, and knows it’s on the Australian east coast.
We’re taking another step towards Brisbane here with another episode of the Werewolf of Oz. However, it’s only a literary step rather than geographical, as the travel quest quartet are still in the middle of the Boomerang Beach trilogy. The body, mind and spirit are getting it together though, and there’s hope for a return to the dust sandy path by the end.
Chapter 124. Spirit Lifts, Mind Plans, Body Gives Hope
I was getting sick of the sight of Boomerang Beach and Green Point by the twenty-ninth return journey, and told Cathy I was losing hope.
She said, ‘That’s not the spirit!’
That was the lift I needed; mentally I might add, as I certainly didn’t need more physical lifting!
Spirit to Mind
After Cathy raised my spirits, I wondered if Angry might have a solution to our situation, as he’d been using his mind well recently. So I asked him if he could think of any way out of our repetitive return rebounding.
He thought for a few minutes, before suggesting we’d been playing into the phantom boomerang’s hands; or wings to be more precise.
Angry explained his rationale through the whistling wind: it was because the four of us had been keeping to a straight two-two formation, and this kept the boomerang on its preferred trajectory.
The middle and bottom half of the poem contains details about the search for what matter is, as the ‘normal’ matter we think we know accounts for less than 5% of what is thought to be out there.
The first half of the poem plays on the double meaning of the word ‘matter’.
Not Everything Matters, All is Matter
why does nothing seem to matter?
what’s the matter?
what’s the matter with you?
what’s the matter in you?
what’s the matter around you?
what’s the matter you can’t see?
what’s the matter you can’t feel?
normal matter only 4.9%, 95.1% still a mystery
something’s sticking universe, scientists conducting experiments
it interacts with gravity, but not with electromagneticity
weakly interacting massive particles offer hope WIMPs matter because they impact atoms
theoretically energising nudged atom nucleus
flash photon and electrons release
creates detectable light for machines
hoping to identify
if anything beyond us really matters
While it has been pretty plain sailing since Dolphin Bay, this episode sees trouble torpedo the travel quackers quartet’s quest… in the shape of that most Australian of flying weapons: a boomerang.
Yes folks, as an hour-long episode of the most iconic of British soap-operas starts, it’s the start of the Werewolf of Oz Boomerang Beach trilogy, with Coronation Street making a guest appearance.
Hold on to your cork hats, and prepare for lift-off:
123. Corrie Soap before Boomerang Dashes Green Hope
Being in the sea didn’t mean we missed out on seeing land animals. Why, while passing Wommara Avenue we saw a wombat hitch-hiking to the Masai Mara; and on Kalaroo Road we saw a kangaroo either side of LA.
Feeling refreshed, we ate up the nautical miles at a good rate of knots in the afternoon, and a few hours later reached Boomerang Beach.
That’s when the day started going downhill; or to be more accurate, around and around.
Because once we stepped onto the beach we were thrown up into the air, and spun around at great speed over Elizabeth Beach and The Lakes Way.
I thought, at least we’re heading north, maybe it’s a stroke of good fortune. I saw Green Point ahead, and hoped it might be a sign: maybe we’ll land on a nice patch of green when we reach it.
However, I hadn’t taken the Boomerang part of the beach’s name into consideration. The next moment, the return movement seemed to kick in over the Booti Booti National Park, and we just about reached Green Point before being spun south again.
We gathered pace on the southerly downhill, and before we had time to draw our breaths, we were descending to Boomerang Beach. I hoped the nightmare might end when we returned to the beach, but as soon as we neared the ground we were thrown back into the air for another circuit!
Meanwhile, over on Channel Four‘s Alan Carr Chatty Man chat show, Russell Brand will be trying to shake up the system his way.
The Greenygrey of Ghost, Agnetha and Brand
Hi, it’s Grey Greyvara, social conscience at the Greenygrey. It’s a coincidence that Agnetha is making her first live appearance for 25 years in the year Marc Latham is celebrating his 25 years of travelling… and passed from the Kerouacian age to the Agnethan.
Russell Brand is also a child of Kerouac, as he showed in a documentary he did retracing the On The Road journey, now with parts available on YouTube.
Of the people mentioned in the introductory paragraph, Ghost and Russell Brand might be seen as in one corner, and Agnetha Faltskog in another.
While the obvious reason for that is that Ghost and Russell Brand are men, and Agnetha is a woman, the real reason for supposing their differences are that Agnetha is generally seen as a safe quiet mainstream artist, while the others are troublesome loud counter-culture artists.
Abba did have some controversial lyrics questioning institutional religion, as discussed by Bjorn recently, but they were missed at the time because Abba were generally seen as nice, safe and squeaky clean members of the ‘good community’.
The ‘good community’ that has historically and recently put institutions, religions and the powerful before children in real need.
Reasons to be Cynical
At around the same time as Ian Dury and the Blockheads were singing Reasons to be Cheerful I was cynical of Bob Geldof at the time of Live Aid, and hated Princess Diana‘s posturing in front of the camera. I now think they were generally doing good.
While Agnetha Faltskog and Gary Barlow do have a record out, I don’t think they need the money, so I think their Children in Need duet is generally a genuine charity performance; especially as Agnetha doesn’t like performing live.
While Ghost and Russell Brand might be seen as ‘being true and genuine’ by their young fans, because they are being so one-dimensionally critical of ‘the system’, they are also trying to sell products and make money in an artistic and media world where you have to shout to be heard.
As Marc Latham is trying to sell products at the Greenygrey.
Only Ideological Extremists Heard in Modern Media
The shout-to-be-heard age is epitomised in the media-political world by Jeremy Clarkson on the right and George Galloway on the left.
At the Greenygrey we believe in taking both sides of an argument or social position into consideration… like politicians!… which is why we probably aren’t being as noticed as much as the Clarksons, Galloways and Brands… or popular with one half of people, and unpopular with the other half… but if only one half buy your products you’re doing well..! and if you’re not ‘telling one half of people what they want to hear’ you probably won’t be heard, or sell much product..!!
P.S. Russell Brand is shouting a simplistic hegemonic theory at the political elite; the same theoretical framework used by Dr. Marc Latham to criticise the British elite system in his 2000-2005 PhD thesis.
P.P.S. I have consciously only included Agnetha images for comedic effect… although I think they do look nicer than the images of the other people featured in the blog.
P.P.P.S. That doesn’t mean I like the look of all women, or even all blonde women. Myra Hindley and Margaret Thatcher were ‘blondes’!