Right then, Pop Pickers. Let's take a look at the charts to see what's hot and what's not in Bond World this week.
Going up...
- Alevia antihistamine tablets
- Nasal spray
- Tissues
- Eye drops
- Antihistamine face wipes
- Paved over gardens
- Seaside areas with no plants or flowers
- Indoor activities
- Closed windows
- Any other time of year
Going down...
- Flowers
- Grass
- Trees
- Washing hung outside
- Country walks through fields
- Sports' days
- The flower section in supermarkets
- An itchy nose forever on the edge of a sneeze
- A stingy throat
- Sore eyes
- Bastard pollen
So there we have it. The highs and lows of the week. In other, totally unrelated news, my hay fever's been pretty bad recently. Not sure if I've mentioned it. I don't like to complain.
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| Bruno Kirby as Jess in When Harry Met Sally. |
There's that scene in When Harry Met Sally. You know the one? Where Jess and Marie meet whilst on separate dates? At the convo over dinner, writer Jess says, 'I think restaurants have become too important.' Marie replies, 'Restaurants are to people in the eighties what theatre was to people in the sixties.' She adds, 'I read that in a magazine.' Jess looks at her, shocked, then says, 'I wrote it.' He carries on saying how no one has ever quoted him back before, and by the expression on his face, he's proper chuffed.*
Well folks, it finally happened. Someone quoted ME back to ME. Last week, my dad told me that he'd read that Highgate Cemetery charges a tenner to get in, and I pointed out it was from my very own blog from the previous week. It's almost EXACTLY the same.
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| I 🖤 Tim Key |
Culture
How I loved The Ballad of Wallis Island. It's had patchy cinema releases round my way but it's worth tracking down. I'd watch anything Tim Key does. His comedy has me lolling all over the show. In this film, as well as being funny AF, he throws in flashes of heartbreaking poignancy whilst never once lurching into sentimentality. I loved it. Then, in totally different cultural shenanigans, on Saturday night I saw Holly Johnson gig in Liverpool. My ACTUAL heart when he played The Power of Love. Amazing.
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| MMMMMMMMMMMMM MMMMMMMMMMMMM |
Stop press: I've found them. The fittest chips in all the land! Served as the automatic side to my halloumi burger, these hand cut chunky chips were stunning. Fluffy on the inside and crispy and caramelised on the outside. I'll be back at Botanico as soon as.
Out and About
I had an afternoon in Knaresborough, a drive to York, multiple trips to Lime Street station, as well as my Wednesday night writing group. It's certainly a busy old time these days. Bastard pollen aside, things are really rather marvellous right now. Here's hoping your own things are just as jolly.
Have a lovely week, folks.
*Credit where credit's due. Nora Ephron, of course, wrote those words. If you want more of them, here's the screenplay.
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