This was, as I’m sure you will remember if you are British and a similar age to me (or if you watched it before reading these words), an advert for a building society from the 1980s. Not sure exactly when it was, but I guess it might’ve been 1986 or 1987. I remember when this was on telly a lot, it did some sort of job on me. That guy’s life seemed perfect. Firstly, he was clearly not living in Lincoln. London, when I was younger, seemed like the best possible place one could be. The flat he lived in was one massive room, with big open windows. He had bicycles hanging from the wall, trains outside the window (that seemed like a cool thing, somewhat inexplicably), blinds (not curtains!), a nice fridge with rounded corners. And he had a cash card. Something I didn’t have at that point in my life. He could go to a machine and get money out of a wall. How modern is that!? And afterwards, he’s sat by the massive open window with his coffee, newspaper, and cat and enjoying his Sunday morning. That level of relaxation is perfect in my head. Something I very rarely achieve.
A wee bit of artwork
Up until yesterday, I had no idea you could draw in the Notes app on an iPad. Always exciting to have something new to try out. Once I’d done a doodle of a giraffe, though, I spent most of the evening playing with the ruled lines tool.
Beatification of John Paul II
Here’s an interesting Wikipedia article