Saturday, October 03, 2020

Post 371. NINETY YEARS OLD.

AT HOME.
THE BIRTHDAY WENT WELL Thanks to family and friends.
No matter how blasé you may think you are there are times when the good wishes of those who are close to you mean a very great deal. My ninetieth last Sunday was one such. Being feted by all and sundry was very flattering. I'll try not to let it go to my ancient head.
Five days before, on the 22nd September, Mo and I celebrated our 58th Wedding Anniversary: an altogether more important occasion. Couldn't have a knees-up for any of it of course. Confounded coronavirus. But again, family members and staunch friends found ways of expressing their best wishes and we quietly enjoyed the ambience.
“You could have murdered her,” one wit told me, “and been released in thirty years.”
Well...yeah...or she me. It's equal rights in this house.
Anyway, thanks again everybody.
And every good wish to 'Anonymous' John Appleton, Phil Butler and Ian Dillow, good pals who have been going through tough times healthwise for far too long. Good luck and total recovery the three of you.
TELEVISION.
Two short series to remember:
The Third Day (Sky Atlantic) starred Jude Law, Katherine Waterston, and a supporting cast of fine actors (e.g. Paddy Considine). It was a miniseries the viewing of which will be remembered by us as a prime example of time we shall never get back. I trust the actors were well paid.
The Write Offs (Channel 4) starred eight adults wanting to learn how to read and write. They were mentored by the splendid Sandi Toksvig and proved to be a likeable, thoroughly worthwhile, group of individuals who, when I was a boy, would have been banished to the back of the class to be studiously ignored other than for regular canings or having the blackboard cleaner thrown at them.
Nobody questioned it at that time. Nor, apparently, on the evidence of these nice people, for many years after. What a bloody country ours can be. Thank God for a decent Dane and the occasional reminder that not all reality television is utter garbage. This was a heart-warming two-parter that will surely be repeated. Well worth watching.
NO MORE FOR NOW.
A sad, though not unexpected, phone call received here this morning. I'll try to write a little about it next post.

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