Generally speaking, the population of the world can be divided into two broad groups- those who love Diana Rigg and those who need to have their heads examined. Recently, though, I came across an awesome video of another beautiful, butt-kicking Brit... I present to you vintage footage of the awesome, adorable Miss May Whitley:
How can you not love Miss Whitley's performance? Witty, charming, plucky, and able to execute a perfect seoi nage without missing a beat.
Hmmm... teh wiki tells me that Diana Rigg's performance debut was in a production of one of my favorite plays, Brecht's The Caucasian Chalk Circle. While this only raises my estimation of Ms. Rigg, I think I have a new schoolboy crush.
UPDATE: It's after 3AM, and I'm at work, I'm in a revelatory mood. When I was in college, I was paired with a female student during shime waza instruction. My counterpart was a very attractive young lady- petite, charming, brilliant... everybody was in love with her. So, I'm in a situation where I'm supposed to choke this girl, this lovely girl with whom I'd often walk to biology class. I felt like a real heel, and all sorts of thoughts ran through my head in a few seconds. Of course, I realized that she was in the class of her own free will, she knew exactly what she should expect, we were in a supervised environment, and that I had her best interests in mind. Put tersely, I had to choke her, and I had to choke her exactly as I would have choked a big bad bald bastard... I wouldn't have been doing her any favors if I "went easy" on her- better to experience such an unnerving event in a controlled setting with a sense of mutual benefit and trust, and learn how to handle oneself should something similar happen in a hostile situation. We practiced several choking techniques in the course of the hourlong class. I know I did the right thing, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel like a total shitbag for a few hours afterward.
On a comical note, in the course of another class, I was practicing yoko shiho gatame with her, and was actually doing a decent job of maintaining my composure until she critiqued my pin, "You have to press your head down on my chest harder." Suffice it to say, I had to take a breather for a few minutes after that- can't be brandishing a kanabō on the mat.