Bears, Romcoms and Cats

The beauty of my ‘waffle’ posts is that I can just start typing and see what happens.  This comes in particularly handy when you don’t really have anything to say.  Like today.

Perhaps I don’t have a lot to say because I’ve been skulking around the office like a bear with a sore head.  Almost literally like a bear with a sore head.  Except that I’m human and that the soreness of my noggin is entirely metaphorical.  Yesterday I exclaimed that I didn’t like films (yes, the whole concept of them), because ‘who’s got two hours to waste on a shit story’.  Yes, I really did say that.  Fortunately, I was being at least semi-tongue-in-cheek.  You should all rest assured that I do like some films.

Incidentally, my favourite film is probably Amelie, and, by default, this makes it my favourite romcom.  There have been various rumours flying around about which is my favourite romcom – it’s the talk of the town – and I think it’s only right and proper that I finally clear things up.  Sometimes I like to play the Amelie soundtrack while I’m driving home from work so I can imagine that I’m in a magical French fantasy rather than in the depressing Warringtonian rush-hour traffic.  It’s a surprisingly effective technique.

In an effort to stop being grumpy, I’ve been almost constantly listening to “Miaow Episode 1” by Chris Lilley.  It’s taken from the soundtrack of Summer Heights High and it makes me wee with laughter every time I hear it.  To be fair, if you’ve never watched the programme, then it will probably be meaningless to you, but it might be worth a listen on Spotify anyway.  Especially if you like listening to people do impressions of cats.

P.s.

If you’ve never watched Summer Heights High then it is well worth a look.  It’s currently being repeated on BBC3 at some ungodly hour, but I’m sure that you can find it on iPlayer.  Mr G is a classic comedy character.  I won’t explain why, just go and watch it.