The Generation Gap/Women

I am reminded why I should never watch a film with my Mum ever again. While watching the 2009 reboot of Star Trek with her, during the climactic battle sequence where the fate of the Federation was hanging in the balance, she commented, “I think I used to have boots like hers.” I believe she was more interested in the female Star Fleet officers’ footwear than whether Kirk and Spock could banish Nero forever.

This reminds me of when I was living at home and she watched the final episode of Twin Peaks with me. As Cooper’s soul was being torn apart in the Black Lodge, she remarked, “I like those curtains.”

Is this women, or old people? Either way, I want them banished to the Badlands when I’m trying to watch a film.

Shameless

Butlins. What do you think of it? Have you been there? If so, did you feel that you were holidaying with the entire cast of Shameless? Where I come from, it appears mandatory to have a tattoo. I don’t, but I don’t hold it against anyone who has. At least in the Home Counties, you only need the one band of Celtic nonsense scrawled around your arm.

In Butlins, you need the entire Celtic dictionary inked across your forehead. Failing this, please feel free to dislocate your back due to hanging the entire contents of H. Samuel around your neck and try to win a badly-made Dora the Explorer toy from one of those ‘grabby-claw’ arcade machines.

I got my photo taken with Bugs Bunny and Tweety Pie. Or at least my daughter believes we did. Luckily she’s not old enough to read this yet so I can happily write that they weren’t the real Bugs and Tweetie. They were men in suits. I wonder how much jewelry and tattoos those cuddly costumes were covering up?

I really want a tattoo now. How's that for peer pressure?