This Is This

Sniff.

No, I’m cool.

Cough.

I say really stupid things. Readers of this blog and anyone who’s met me even once will know this. If you didn’t, then hello. My name is Cliff and I say stupid things. I’m trying not too, but it’s one day at a time, you know. I last - god this is hard - I last said something stupid two days ago.

I don’t know why I do it. Sometimes it’s just for a laugh.

On Saturday I was ill in bed all day with a cold. Wife came upstairs on a break from doing everthing in the house and we watched Titanic. As anyone who has seen it will know, the story is told through the eyes of Rose, who is the narrator, an old lady who speaks of her love for a passenger named Jack Dawson.

At the very end end of the film when she has finished her story and the boat has sunk and the action returns back to the present day, it cuts to her sitting in her cabin and there is a sweeping shot of the room, covered with photographs of the young Rose. At that moment, I turn to wife and say:

“So the old lady is like this big Kate Winslet fan, yeah? And she’s made up this whole thing so she can get to meet her. That’s creepy. Wow. I did not see that coming.”

Strangley enough, I felt better.

Also on This Is This
I scan forward to the next bit, when the whales are right up alongside us. They are as big as the boat and they surface, flapping fins the size of canoes. There is silence in the awe of their powerful, majestic tenderness.
“Bloody hell!” I yelp, “They’re fucking huge!”
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