Friday 25 January 2013

Damien Lewis is in today's Agatha Christie's Poirot. Looking very young. And someone who I believe is Colin Firth's younger brother. There are only 10 mins left of this case. I have absolutely no idea what is going on. But the murderer is just about to be unveiled. Bon.

Friday 18 January 2013

Something about seeing a young George Clooney on ITV3 in Murder She Wrote has reminded me of the old blog. Blogger has changed so I'm not sure that this is even a post I'm composing. Reading my posts from 2 years ago is pretty interesting. I have just read one of my last posts mentioning a "friend" that I had kissed. I can't even remember who that was!

So ostensibly my blog was about the coincidence of actors turning up in UK and US crime dramas. I like a Murder She Wrote or a Midsomer Murder. Hercule over Jane Marple. Lewis, Morse maybe even Frost. I try to draw the line at a Rosemary & Thyme but sometimes I get desperate. My aim isn't to necessarily solve the crime before the titular characters but rather comment on and wonder at how the writer thinks of these situations. I must confess that I am drawn to the more gentle gentile crime dramas. You won't find a Wire in the Blood or a Prime Suspect included. Mostly because they generally aren't the usual ITV3 daytime material and partially because they are usually too depressing.

My blog so turned into a sort of diary about my life at that point being without employment and when I wasn't volunteering I would be watching a little bit of daytime TV. Never Jeremy Kyle I promise you. An extension of Twitter without the limit. But eventually I got distracted by other things in life and wasn't spending lots of time in front of the box. And then I got a job and that's another story. But it's a part time job so I do still have time on my hands certain days of the week.

But today is a snow day. The first significant snow in a couple of years in my home town. So instead of my plans for the day, I'm sitting here trying to keep warm. Thinking about brunch and going out to trapple around in the white and there is the television in the corner of the room.

Meanwhile Jessica Fletcher has gathered the suspects together. I'm hoping it's not Gorgeous George.