2019's been a ropy old year one way or another so, by way of reaching for a comfort blanket, I've got my Christmas Radio Times so I can plan ahead. And pretty grim reading it is, too. A lot of the same old crap with the word "Christmas" slapped on the front. Discovery is bringing us "A Christmas Hitler," Discovery Science "My Christmas Tapeworm And Me" and the History Channel "Ancient Festive Aliens: The Wishbone Enigma." We've seen all the Christmas editions of "Porridge," "Only Fools and Horses," "Last of the Summer Wine," "Gavin and Stacey," "Are You Being Served," and "Keeping Up Appearances" because UK Gold has been playing them on relay since October.
And then, of course, there's the Christmas Channel, which has been The Christmas Channel since the end of August and will remain so until mid-January when it becomes The Valentine Channel, rebranding at the start of March as The Easter Channel until, some time in May, it reverts to its official brand title The Films So Cloyingly Awful You Couldn't Sit Through A Whole One Without Gagging Channel.
On Sky Arts "The Christmas Motion Picture Show" looked promising but turns out to be the artist's lived experience after a week eating nothing but turkey, stuffing, pigs in blankets, mince pies and Terry's Chocolate Oranges played out through the medium of Abstract Expressionism.
Tuesday, December 24, 2019
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So that'll be me and the cat playing charades again. Here she is last year. The film was "The Big Sleep."
Have a cool Yule y'all.
Labels:
disappointment,
entertainment,
Xmas
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3 comments:
Oh, hello! Your blog popped up in the reader and I thought[forgive me!] Kev's sloped off and Blogger have given his defunct blog name to some destitute.
But here you are! Such a shame there's 10,000 miles between us or I could come and play charades with you and The Cat. Well, our telly is a load of repeats, too.
So I'll just say how nice it is to see you again, wish you a Merry Thingummy and see you next year.
Happy Christmas, Kev!!
I am doing a repeat on my blog....and so is Dinah, but what the hell, have a good one.
Sxxx
We didn't turn the television on at all over Christmas, except for a children's programme for a small grandson.
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