+ “No, I’m not going to twirl you around like they did in Moulin Rouge.. oh, okay. But if you fall, I’m not picking you up.”
+ cough-cough-cough.
+ “.. ella, ella, ella, eh, eh, ella..” (or, why it’s a bad idea to leave the TV tuned to E4 whilst you go in search of tissue paper)
+ Cold, misty walk along the river yields surprisingly low dog-walkers count.
+ “Do you know what time it is? No, it’s not five minutes to five. It’s trying on sweater-time so I can check if I need to do more increases. Do try to look excited.”
+ “Any more shortbread left?”
+ Wonder how a tongue-in-cheek post can produce very disagreeable comments (but then again not be terribly surprised, sadly).
+ “Nooooo, they’re not going to show the kissing bit from Doctor Who again, are they? That’s disgusting.”
+ Realise that The Voyage of the Dawn Treader will probably not get made which is a shame since it was my favourite Narnia book. Then realise that the non-filming of a good book could be a Rather Good Thing.
+ Now in search of food (and tissue paper).
I’m sad about the Dawn Treader too (though my sisters and I do own the DVDs of the BBC production, so I can always return to that). The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe is airing tonight on CBC, and I’m hoping to cast on some socks with a C.S. Lewis colourway.
Also, when I saw Crowded House in April of 2008, Neil sang a little bit of “Umbrella”.
I can report that one of your missing dogs was happily bounding along the Crinan Canal in bright sunshine this morning. :)