But the village, in fact all the villages, were very 'Larkrise to Candleford' to the point of bringing on delirium. There is something very spacey about 'the village' these days, bringing on our lightheadedness. For instance, one character interviewed in this magazine boldly stated that he would take a 'fishing rod and a blow up doll' as luxuries on a desert island, and that his favorite movie was 'Emmanuelle'. Many strangenesses lurked behind the surfaces, even a Vivienne Westwood shop, and now we have to book appointments with the doctor to reset our worldly gyroscopes and get ourselves fixed.
Tuesday, 27 July 2010
I'm sick, Julie's sick, we are all sick. The explanation is not clear, but it must have something to do with our return from a four day party in the above village. Don't get me wrong, it was not that kind of 'party', it was very much another kind of 'party' (one richly deserved too).