Monday, 18 August 2025

A Sweaty Whirlwind of Fun...

What a whirlwind of a week!

The title 'Lights, Camera... Aggro?' is framed by cinema lights, as popcorn, drinks, movie reels, 3D glasses, and movie tickets spill out from the top. All this is presented on a red background.
Last Monday, on this very blog, I shared the news of my li'l side hustle, Lights, Camera... Aggro? The new movie podcast in your life drops on 17th September and the response has been utterly lovely. So many people have messaged, and I can't wait to share it with you. 

With the release date fast approaching, shit's got frenzied. As well as my personal ones, I've now got social media accounts for LCA. It's only a matter of time before I share a snarky comment on the wrong account. Forgive me! Then I spotted that all previously uploaded pod episodes, had been publicly available for two days. My sweat ran cold as I imagined as many as three whole people stumbling over the podcast and listening to half the episodes in the wrong order. Luckily I worked out how to set them to private and a small crisis was averted.  

As well as a bit of editing, finding the right  links for the show notes, and answering questions that people have messaged, I've had a right busy time. Isn't it fab to be occupied with fun? 

Lovely Leeza.

Writing News
Don't you worry. I'm still editing the hell out of Leeza McAuliffe, there's no forgetting about my real fun occupation. So far I've pruned just over 5000 words from the first finished draft. It's not just about lowering the word count. I've got to ensure the words I leave in place, tell the story clearly, coherently, and in an enjoyably readable way. Part of me knows, as Chekhov's gun taught us, that if I introduce a plot point at the start, I have to resolve it later. But I'm also writing a newsy, gossipy, diary of a teenager. A tight narrative is good, but to hammer home the authenticity, it needs peppering with a bit of realistic fluff that goes nowhere. As ever, it's a balancing act.

Emma Thompson as Marianne Dashwood, is wearing a Georgian dress, sitting on the edge of a chair, and crying happy tears as she looks up at someone off camera.
Culture
Tuesday night was the loveliest. I watched a 30th anniversary showing of Sense and Sensibility at my local Odeon. I've seen the Emma Thompson film many times, with Tuesday's viewing demonstrating, once again, that the best way to watch a film is on a massive screen, with other people, in the dark. For two hours and sixteen minutes, I was transported to Georgian Devonshire. It was marvellous. 

Food and Drink
A view of end of a crisp, toasted sandwich. The tuna mayo filling is oozing out of the end, and a pink cardboard carton, labelled Joe and the Juice, can be seen in the background on the kitchen worktop.
Mmmmmm
Last week I had my first Joe and the Juice. Have you been? Isn't it lovely! I had a Tunacado for brunch in London - more of that below - and it rocked my world. A quick Google shows how lucky I am. It's not a chain that troubles the North of England much, but there are still two in Liverpool. On Saturday, I took myself off to town for my second Tunacado. It was fab. There's something about the crisp toasted bread that brings me joy. It's the small things.

Me, a white woman, my brother - a white man, and his mate - a white woman. All sitting at a table covered in half eaten tapas dishes. We're all smiling and clearly having FUN.
FUN
Out and About
I had a night in London. Hurrah! I spent twenty fours hours, copiously sweating, but had an excellent night with my brother and his mate. I do enjoy regular jaunts to break things up. I'm never going to be someone who'll want a fortnight's holiday. I get bored quickly and I can't bear not cooking for that long. But teensy-weensy nights away, dotted about at regular intervals? Yes please. That's defo my cup of tea. 

Have you noticed? I've made it to the end of a post without moaning about how HIDEOUS the hot weather has been. Aren't you proud of me? I'll leave it here and we'll say no more about it. We all KNOW the score. It doesn't need to be said, right?

Have a lovely week, folks.

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