08:00 Lois and I are still very much in bed, taking full advantage of the fact that we have no appointments today, which is nice. We hear a noise outside and I ask Lois to take a look through the curtains - her side of the bed is nearest the window, so she can get there in half the time I can, so it makes sense to me at any rate!
Our mentor, film-star Michael Caine, spiritual leader of Britain's thousands of "nosy neighbours" would be proud of us, we're sure!
film-star Michael Caine, spiritual leader of Britain's thousands
of "nosy neighbours"
And it's nice, on his Twitter recant, to see him using his "other" catchphrase "Not a lot of people know that", in addition to his most popular one "My name is... Michael Caine... and I am... a nosy neighbour".
Good on you, Sir Michael, you obviously haven't "lost any of your marbles yet", that's for sure!
But what a crazy world we live in !!!!
Mr so-called "Ugly Guy" has parked his trademark silver-grey
sports car outside the mini-gym, so it's "Business as usual", which is nice to see!
08:30 We're still reluctant to get up and start our Monday shower however. A text comes in from Sarah, our younger daughter who lives in Perth, Australia, with Francis and their 8-year-old twins, Lily and Jessie. The girls' school photo has arrived from the school in Lower Chittering that the girls have just left - the family has moved into one of Perth's northern suburbs, and they started their new school this last week.
What a charming photo !!!!
the girls' last school photo from their previous school, a private
Catholic school near Lower Chittering.
08:45 We finally get out of bed and into the shower, and the day begins. Later we go for a walk on the local football field, but the weather isn't that great, to put it mildly. You can't see the hills. And it's windy and it's drizzling, which isn't a good combination. For the first time in months I put on my winter coat.
Lois orders 2 hot chocolates at the Whiskers Coffee Stand - brrrrrr!!!!!
What madness !!!!!
19:30 Lois disappears into the dining-room to take part in her sect's weekly Bible Seminar, although it takes a bit of time to get going, she tells me later. The presenter, Mike, known informally as "The Ratcatcher", because he runs a pest control business, is a bit late starting - he had an urgent call from a householder with squirrels in the attic: one of the traps he laid had caught a squirrel, and it had to be dealt with humanely. What a crazy world we live in !!!!
I settle down on the couch and watch some old BBC news clips and interviews about the James Bond film franchise. The programme was actually broadcast at the end of September, to coincide with the release of the latest Bond Film starring Daniel Craig - I forget what the film's called.
There are some golden moments tonight, however. It's nice to see ex-Prime Minister Harold Wilson passing almost unnoticed in the crowd that had gathered for the publicity event for "The Spy Who Loved Me" in 1976, as captured by a BBC News item from the time:
1976: ex-Prime Minister Harold Wilson, passing unnoticed in the crowd
gathered for the publicity event for Roger Moore's "The Spy Who Loved Me"
Flashback to 1983: the premiere of Sean Connery in "Never Say Never Again",
attended by Prince Andrew, seen here in happier times
Happy days!!!!
21:00 Lois emerges from her zoom session and we watch the second episode of "The Larkins", the series based around Ma and Pop Larkins, genial centres of attention in a rural Kent village back in the 1950's.
It's a very good-humoured series, befitting the good-humoured central couple, the Larkins. It's interesting to us that although the stories are still set in the 1950's, the producers have chosen to make quite a few of the characters into non-white people. Any questions about race, descent, background, backstory etc are completely absent.
Lois and I are history buffs, so it sort of offends out historical sense that we are expected to believe that there was a sizeable proportion of non-white residents in a rural Kent village in the 1950's. But I think it's all well-meant. I'm guessing that the producers are saying, Don't look at the person's skin colour, look at the person. Skin colour is no different from, say, eye colour: whether somebody has blue or brown eyes doesn't really matter.
And when Pop Larkin is having sleepless nights over his tax returns, there's also some saucy dialogue between him and Ma Larkin, who is trying to cheer him up: dialogue that Lois assures me wouldn't have been in the original novel by HE Bates, which came out in 1958. Oh dear!
22:00 We go to bed - zzzzzzzzz!!!!!!
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