I’m eating ‘meal’ at a picnic table in the park where a pop-up roller rink has been set up, presumably by the council. It’s weirdly popular and many skaters are touchingly inept.
Anyway, the DJ lady lost control of the music system for a while and had to get random children to sing Jingle Bells into her mic to accompany the festive circling of the skaters.
But what I wanted to mention was the Manchurian Candidate effect that her jocular phrase “Ready please, Mr Music!” had upon me. People aged under 35 don’t know! They don’t know!
Also the residual resentment that my name was NEVER mentioned in the Magic Mirror segment, despite the fact I paid hawk-like attention to it for YEARS and also I have one of the most clichéd girls’ names of my generation
#RomperRoom