Showing posts with label It's derby not darby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label It's derby not darby. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Ma'am, as in ham



I wasn't going to watch that programme about the Queen - you know 'the one they didn't want you to see' - but after five minutes I was hooked. I'm not a great fan, but it doesn't mean I don't find Royal life behind closed doors fascinating, and because of that the mystique remains.

What I got from this though, is who'd be the Queen? All that money and you've got the world's most boring job. One dull function after another, dragging round exhibitions you have no interest in and endless small talk over fussy dinners with jet lag to boot half the time. I don't envy royalty. All those unwanted bouquets, all that standing up, all those maniacs who want to meet you. Still, she's not bad for her age, though she and her husband are looking old now.

I enjoyed seeing behind the scenes at places like the White House and the British Embassy, stuff we rarely, if ever, get to see. That meeting with Tony Blair was cringe-making too. So I'll be tuning in for the duration.

I watched Boy A afterwards. I've read the book of this which was far pacier. I didn't think it was great, but I quite liked the Martin Parr-esque direction.

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