THE blog of 2012

It’s been a long week.

I had hoped I would be able to blog, but time got away from me. I could tell you I was too busy doing wonderful things like drinking wine and feasting on the flesh of a wild boar (I am in no way a vegetarian!), but sadly that just isn’t the case.

Although, the week is not yet over…

I was watching television earlier and an ad for The Iron Lady came on, and a voice said “it’s been called the movie event of 2012″

Really?!
A film released among the first batch of 2012, and someone has actually decided to refer to it as “the movie event of 2012″?!

I have scoured the internet, but surprisingly not found the review in question. I shall assume, until proven otherwise, that it was cobbled together from a review that used those words, but in the words of Eric Morecambe “not necessarily, in the right order”!

It reminds me of a time I was standing on the stairs of the Soho Theatre, queuing to take my seat for the evening’s entertainment. Whilst hovering by the theatre entrance, I glanced across the selection of posters for the upcoming shows, and in amongst all the colour, arty photography and glowing reviews, something caught my eye. Staring gormlessly at me from the wonderful mix of music, comedy and theatre was a comedian’s face…I should perhaps put the comedian part in inverted commas, as I just don’t find him remotely amusing sadly…but it wasn’t his face that had peaked my interest, it was the contradictory statement next to his head!

     

Could the producers of the show actually made such a glaring error, as to miss a star from the headline review? I continued to believe it was a typo (I know, I am so generous!), until, as I was leaving, I passed a full length poster for the show which had done away with the stars, yet kept the quote. Immediately I smelled a rat. It was clear that the stars were right and would immediately give away the falsehood above. It wasn’t hard to discover the truth while googling the review…

A simple, straightforward removal of 3 words from one sentence is all that’s needed. Amazing what a quick snip of the scissors can magically create…turn you from a four star act to a five star act, faster than you can say “What a load of bullsh…”!

So, hopefully this blog will start to attract some comments, critiques and feedback, so I can wield a Butcher’s knife myself. Might I suggest the following?:

“Blogger Munchausen is one blog among what will likely be dozens, that talk about nothing and make you wish they would shut up, yet clearly they can’t, but I for one can live without it”

Your choice of course…

Friends, Romans, Countrymen…lend me your ears…

I said to myself some time ago that I should blog. Not necessarily because I felt that the world needed my view on it, but more because there’s an awful lot of creative thinking in my head and this may help it out. I daydream a lot, so putting those down may be quite amusing…for me, even if not you!

Who knows? I am willing to to give it a whirl…

So, first thing to say, well, it’s a New Year. 2012. Two thousand and twelve. Twenty twelve. 00110010001100000011000100110010…too much? Ok then! Irrespective of the date, I think I need to do something new with my life….well, actually a few new things…this, being the first. What it’ll be, i have no idea, but I suppose you can expect burbling rambles (as already witnessed) and probably some pics (I’m going a bit crazy with the old Hipstamatic and Instagram on my iPhone, so expect A LOT of pics), and maybe, just maybe, some vids (Who knows?!). You will definitely wind up with some tall tales (wouldn’t be Munchausen without!), some creative meanderings and some downright ridiculous notions…hey, you may even get a murder plot or two*

So for now, I’ll just say this is how I started the day:

New Year, old Breakfast!

I do not intend it to start every day this year, but it just felt right today

Anyway, must dash…Sherlock is about to return…oh yes, I like Sherlock…more about me some other time…

 

 

 

 

*by reading this blog you are immediately an accessory before the fact, so you can’t even consider going to the police! Ner ner!