Post-tastic today.Just wanted to have a quick word about my current TV faves…Lost is back. It’s trying to give us answers, it’s also tying us up in even more unanswered questions. Just have to accept that that’s how it is and it’s a guilty pleasure.Tenko re-run. Re-run every day as often as you want - it’s seminal. Skins is back. I’m not the target demographic but I love it. It’s well acted, full of good stories and just a tribute toi how good British TV can be.And the deliciously dark element? Dexter. I missed it on satellite but - horror or horrors - ITV is showing it. It is compelling and Michael C Hall is a world away from his fantastic character in the iconic Six Feet Under. This guy is a GOOD actor.
My goddaughter apparently came out of playgroup today saying: “can we go to the pub?”. She is three. She then - allegedly - spent a delightful afternoon having cue chalk put on her nose and generally painting herself blue by putting her fingers in it and smearing it on any and every available surface. I suspect I may have to intervene with some moral guidance!
I love meeting up with friends but I particularly love meeting up with friends you don’t see very often because you learn the most interesting things. First off: location. Freud’s is a fantastic bar and no I’m not giving a link because it’s crowded enough as it is. However, they make a mean mojito.Secondly, one of my friends who is - self admitted - somewhat neurotic will not take the tube because she’s afraid of terrorists. I find this depressing on many levels. If anyone doesn’t want to take the tube because of some nebulous terrorist threat then they have won. Albeit a tiny victory but still a victory and that pisses me off (I went on the tube on 8th July 2005 because I had to: I had to get to work, I had to prove to myself I wasn’t scared and I had to prove to the world - by increasing the number by one - that ‘we’ weren’t scared).Thirdly, it gives you a chance to say all those things you know are true about mutual ‘friends’ or colleagues that are actually true. Fuck knows what they say about me. Fourthly, you are confirmed by shared foibles and neuroses, and that means you are not mad!
What a marvellous show. I urge anyone who can to go. Such fun and energy and without the sometimes over-slickness of Cirque du Soleil (although don’t get me wrong I’ve enjoyed that too).
Sadly audience numbers are somewhat down (probably not even half full last night which was such a shame) but I think schools and community groups should be queuing to fill those empty seats (perhaps some discount ticket offer) because we’re always hearing about disaffected black youth with no/few decent role models and yet here’s a show jam-packed with young, talented black people performing without fancy props or equipment (okay with the exception of about two more technical acts which require rigging) brimming with enthusiasm, energy and self-esteem. If - having seen them - an old bint like me with zero upper body strength wants to learn how to aerial dance, then young people will surely be inspired by the performers’ bouncing energy and enthusiasm?
