I I’m typing this in the living room, sitting on an old settee, the material woven in a mix of red and gold and a sort of muddy green, which I can’t name. Outside, past the net curtains stamped with butterflies and trailing leaves, sunlight … Continue reading After Me Comes the Flood (a strange book review)
Once there was a child whose name was Clive Staples Lewis. He was born in 1898 in the city of Belfast, Ireland. When Clive was about four or five he announced to his mother that he would rather be known as ‘Jacksie’ for he had … Continue reading My Journey into Narnia, beginning with a Biographical Tale
Yesterday I forced the husband to accompany me to a 3D screening of Beauty and the Beast. There had been so much brouhaha (this is a word) about this live action, updated version of the old animated, Oscar winning classic that I felt it would … Continue reading Beauty and the Beast
(Don't read if you've not been on the tour, but then reading is never the same thing as seeing, so read on if you don't mind spoilers.) We went to Leavesden Studio yesterday for the Harry Potter tour. I’d been meaning to go for ages but never … Continue reading Harry Potter Studios Tour
The Final Problem may be the last ever episode of Sherlock and, in a way, that’s a good thing, because the papers have suddenly got it in for old Sherlock. The Guardian and Mail, in particular, believe that Messrs Gatiss and Moffat have lost the plot and … Continue reading Sherlock – Problem Solved
First post of the New Year, if you believe in the notion of Time that is, which I don’t. 2017 is just a number; the same as 56 (the age I’m soon to be) is just a number – well, that’s how I prefer to … Continue reading Sherlock The Six Thatchers
JK is on a mission to save the world…….from Brexit; from The Donald; from right-wing intolerance; from mounting Fascism. Are the HP books, the stage play, the old, and now new, film series powerful enough multi-media weapons to combat the building of Trump’s Mexican wall? … Continue reading Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (barely a spoiler in sight)
I’ve been much preoccupied of late with vicarious job hunting: with the problems presented by the dreaded interview, when the art of communication (that is, the ability to waffle at will) eludes you, within an entirely unnatural and highly stressful situation; with dastardly online applications … Continue reading Star Trek Beyond
I was 31 years old when Ab Fab first appeared on our TV screens; a young mother, with two tiny kids, a scary mortgage, an industrial sized case of hypochondria and a 1930’s house, in dire need of ‘doing up.’ Maybe this was why the supposedly … Continue reading Absolutely Fatuous
The Sixth Sense came out in 1999. This was a time when I was beset by all kinds of anxiety problems usually associated with the looking after of little kids – hypochondria, separation anxiety, mild depression. As a result my hold on popular culture was tenuous, … Continue reading The Visit (Sky Movies) – A Review of Sorts
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