I found myself pondering on the topic of subscriptions this week. Specifically, should I need to start cutting back, which of my monthly subs and memberships gets the chop first? During the three lockdowns I have signed up to a plethora of theatre apps, entertainment packages, fitness apps, magazine apps and more. Some of them … Continue reading Auntie Beeb
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Misspent YouthToday I watched Have A Good Trip: Adventures in Psychedelics on Netflix whilst doing the ironing. Well, most of it. I finished the ironing before I finished the show, and I didn’t feel compelled to watch to the end. It’s not something I haven’t ever seen before, in one format or another. I’m still undecided … Continue reading
Netflix ListI suspect there’s a few million people looking for something to watch right now. Either your self isolating or, more likely, just going out a bit less. I’ve seen plenty of people on Twitter seeking recommendations on what to watch on Netflix. Let me offer up a choice of three slightly left field options. … Continue reading
Covid 19 Thoughts and Questions
Its permanent, isn’t it? I think a lot of people are missing the big point about the switch from containment to delay. The failure of containment means Covid19 is with us permanently. As the years and decades pass, this is likely to kill millions. Tens of millions. Maybe hundreds of millions.I keep hearing people comparing … Continue reading Covid 19 Thoughts and Questions
Subtitles, Nipples and Netflix
Subtitles are a wonderful invention. For the hard of hearing, or just plain stone deaf, they give meaning to the magic of the moving picture. They reveal the mystery of a foreign tongue. And they bring us a dose of humour when they go wrong. Yet I did not warm to the subtitle for many … Continue reading Subtitles, Nipples and Netflix
Filling The Bad, Broken Void
There is a void in my life. A black hole. Emptiness. A vacuum left by the end of Breaking Bad. I survive on occasional tributes, but they are like quantum particles that flash in and out of existence in the bat of an eyelid. Maybe faster. Mrs P and I were latecomers to the Breaking Bad … Continue reading Filling The Bad, Broken Void
