“As if by magic, the shopkeeper appeared!” Maybe they shouldn’t, but those words still thrill, and not because I’m a bargain-bagging-shop-till-you-dropper, but a 100%, card-carrying fan of the 1970s kids TV show, Mr Benn. For the uninitiated, shame on you, Mr Benn is a be-suited gentleman, in a bowler hat, who frequents a particularly unusual costume shop. Every episode he tries on a different costume, before heading out of the mysterious door in the changing room that leads to adventure. Naturally, the nature of the costume dictates the style of adventure, he tends to bring home with him a souvenir from his travels, and somehow, the people in “Festive Road”, where Mr Benn lives, will in some way be reflecting elements of his adventure when he returns home.
Tuesday, 22 May 2012
Saturday, 5 May 2012
Musical tastes are so eclectic. I am so blooming hi-tech that I listen to a music mix on a Memory stick in my car. Album after album. On random. The Black Keys - The Specials - George Michael - Divine Comedy - Led Zeppelin might play and goddammit they all have equal value to me. I don't listen to George because he's so bad he's good. I don't listen to him because I need my cheese quota for the week. I don't listen to him out of some strange sense of nostalgia for the 80's. I listen to him because he's blooming brilliant. And so should you.