It’s been a while, I know. Excuses? A rather ‘constipated’ brain……packed full of excess material: disbelief, incredulity, outrage and JUNK! Knowing where to start has become so problematic, that, like the constipated mathematician, I’ve had to work it all out with a pencil!…… a word jotted down here….. a sentence there……frustrated ‘flushings’ and yet more paper to hopefully capture any vestige of verbal diarrhoea that might help relieve this ‘blockage’……. Sorry, the analogy is a mess…… but so is the world…….and I still don’t know where to start.
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Credit Where Credit’s Due….
I’ve been watching a fair few dramas on tele at the moment and am thoroughly enjoying them to boot but I feel I must speak up for the ‘teams’ involved in producing these programmes. I don’t know about you but I love to read the credits at the end of each episode – perhaps to refresh my memory with the names of actors/ producers/directors, perhaps to seek out the names of 
writers/musicians/ make-up artists or find out where and when the the production took place; I’m the same at the cinema I just like to know these facts and by scrutinising the credits I feel in a way I am respecting the contributions made by a great number of people to the success (or otherwise) of the show. Continue reading
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