that storm 10 March 2008
Alright, I give in and admit that ‘that’ storm happened last night, though I didn’t hear too much of it in Soho – some lashing rain and a gust or two of wind but really nature’s bluster rather than anger. I hear from many of you that it was fairly challlenging and awful elsewhere. But I do love the way the news shows made SUCH a deal of it before, during and after. Before is when they have someone standing in damp but not offensive weather going ‘ooh, the barricades are up and it’s gonna be a big one’ and this morning there was a great tv moment early on when a man pressed his hand to his earpiece and declared ‘news coming in just now that Dover is CLOSED, I repeat Dover is CLOSED’ – camp and fabulous. Tonight on the way home from the set (The Last Van Helsing, destined for ITV/Granada) I crossed Tower Bridge in a car and London looked totally wonderful and historic, complete with a fingernail moon lying on it’s back in the black sky. This time nature’s majesty gazing on a great city (innit, as we say here in Landin’s Tahn). Makes you wanna cry with content.
I missed the final of Crufts, sadly, as I enjoy seeing the pooches. But most of all I love hearing so many adults take such delight in saying ‘what a great bitch’ they are appreciating and sometimes declaring ‘now HE is a DOG’. It’s something like life, eh?
