It really was fucking good. 🙂
So… uh oh!… last night I signed up for a month free trial thingy with HBO. I already get to see some HBO series with my Movistar package (for example, Game of Thrones) but I was particularly interested in seeing Chernobyl, which everyone is raving about. So I signed up. No problem, one month and I’m outta there, right?
Or will I be??
My first thought after perusing the series and films on offer was that I should have done this in July or August, when I’d have more free time. There is just so much good shit there! Aside from Chernobyl I also have Killing Eve, Handmade’s Tale, Big Little Lies and the Deadwood movie lined up. And looking back, there always has been great shit there (The Wire, Sopranos, even SATC). So now what? Should I swap Netflix for HBO? Help?
Don’t watch this if you don’t want your guts ripped open and your eyes full of tears. I wasn’t sure what to expect… and I didn’t want to believe it. Michael Jackson, musical idol since I was a child (he was one year younger than me). But in the end I do believe those boys, and still cannot think of any possible excuse for the parents. And it brought back so much, too much… so many old feelings. Always believe the children. xx
I so often come to these things late in the game. Like when I first saw Sex and the City while on chemo in 2008 (long after the series had ended) as back then it was being shown here every morning at 9.30 and it was an easy hour – 2 episodes a day – to mindlessly switch off.
There are other examples that escape me at the moment, but the most recent one is the Big Bang Theory. I mean, I’d heard of it (though I hadn’t realized it is still in production with series 11!). I happened upon it because I had happened upon another new series called Young Sheldon and found it amusing. Then the penny dropped and I checked out BBT. I can’t remember when I started with it but somehow I have actually got through the first 10 series (!!!) and am now watching it “in real time”.
It’s also proved useful for work. The other night I was out with a family, parents with their two teenage kids, and at one point the girl was talking about how organized she likes to be. And I said… “so do you mean SHELDON organized or just normal organized?” and I think scored some points. Couldn’t have done that a few months ago. 🙂
The plague of rats first spotted in Sevilla in January is coming to an end. Over the past couple of weeks Peter and I have hunted down all the locations of La Ruta Dorada de la Peste (the Golden Route of the Plague) billed as an interactive street art tour, though in fact we never did come across any of the promised QR codes that would give us an audio guide of the location. The rats were mostly found on lamp posts and balconies, with the Alameda having the largest number and Plaza Molviedro with just two. Anyhow, here they are…