Sunday, September 04, 2005

Last Of The Summer Weather

There's an old saying in these parts:
When the Sumac's turned to red
Throw a thicker duvet on thy bed
When the Sumac's turned to brown
Winter bist here, wearing a frown.

No, I mustn't lie to you. I made that up.
But don't be deceived by today's scorching heat. The nights are drawing in. And if you rise early, you can hardly see the mellow fruitfulness for the fucking mists. Rather like myself, the year is in 'the springtime of its senescence.'
[I've been wanting to use that phrase from Gore Vidal for weeks].

But in a climate like ours you should embrace each returning season like an old friend.
[Can't believe I wrote that sentence. I haven't been reading Patience Strong but I ate some cream doughnuts and fell asleep in the sun. Sorry].
Anyway, if I can stop paranthesising [like a fit of sneezing] long enough, here are some things to look forward to this autumn:

The DVD of Green Wing should be released soon. If it isn't, Talkback/Channel 4 will have missed the Christmas market and demonstrated that they don't have enough commercial nous to run a whelk stall.
There will also be a second series in the new year.
One of the things that made Green Wing unusual was that it combined some wonderful visual gags with brilliantly clever verbal humour. You rarely get both genres of comedy together.

The redesigned Guardian will appear in about a week's time. It is adopting the Berliner format, mid-way between tabloid and broadsheet. How like the dear old Guardian to sit on the fence. It was a design change foreseen by JFK when he said "Ich bin ein Berliner."
In the last design change they banished capital letters from almost every proper noun, for which I have never forgiven them. OK, that's a style change rather than a design change. But they argued that using capitals for terms like Prime Minister was confusing to readers and looked like 'alphabet soup'. This made me wonder if they had confused their readership with that of the Daily Sport.
A new font has been designed for this change, which seems extravagant because there are thousands of fonts in existence (most of them using up disk space on my computer) and most of them are as little used as the fonts in the country's churches. Surely they could have adopted a green design policy and saved money and energy by recycling some long unused font?
That said, it's all very exciting for those who don't get out much. There will be much moaning and many letters of protest and people will "instruct my newsagent to cancel my order". ("Yes, m'lady, I'm tugging my forelock even as we speak. If you had called into my humble newsagent to instruct me in person I could have licked your brogues and sent my youngest out with a chamois leather to wash your Range Rover. I take it that, in the absence of intructions to the contrary, Madam still wishes to receive Country Life and Cosmopolitan and Sir his copy of Asian Babes?").
Why do the middle classes always 'instruct' their newsagents?
But in a few weeks we won't even remember what a nightmare it was trying to turn broadsheet pages on the Bakerloo Line. Not least because we never go within a hundred miles of the Bakerloo Line.

The coming weeks will also see the final rounds of The X Factor. [For overseas readers: this is like PopIdol/American Idol but open to people of any age].
It is one of the greatest television entertainment formats ever devised. The tension in the final rounds is similar to a penalty shoot-out in a Cup Final. In the former, one tries to calm oneself by saying 'It's only a game'. With the latter, one says 'It's only a crap TV programme'. In both cases, to no avail.

For political junkies, we have the Tory leadership contest this month.
Since they unfailingly pick the political equivalent of a minger who can't sing, maybe they should adopt the X Factor format this time round.
Ken Clarke would have an advantage with his deep knowledge of jazz. He could put lyrics to 'Take Five', the number of times he's stood for the leadership. David Cameron would probably sing the Eton Boating Song. As for David Davis, well he was raised in a council flat so he might make a play for social inclusiveness by singing 'My Old Man's A Dustman'.

For Corrie fans there will be the build-up to a big Christmas story line.
Will Charlie and Shelley get married? Lots of potential for fisticuffs in the aisle in that one.
Will Mike Baldwin's Altzheimers accelerate to the extent that he hands over the factory to Ken Barlow, believing him to be his son?
Will Kevin Webster discover that Sean was only pretending to be gay and that it was Sean who raped Sally on the Red Rec?*

Finally, one assumes that Jeremy Paxman will return to Newsnight some time soon.
Gavin Esler - blander than a boil-in-the-bag Béchamel sauce served in a Harvester restaurant - can return to News 24.
Kirsty Wark - shriller than an Aberdeen fishwife - can jump on an Easyjet back to BBC Scotland.
Paxo will resume his rightful throne and we can go to bed happy in the knowledge that Ministers have been given a right royal shafting.

* To those of you 6 months behind us, I made that one up.


At 4:59 PM, Blogger patroclus said...

Ah, Willie, the sad news is that the GW DVD isn't coming out till March next year. I don't know about you, but I'm taking this as just one more indication that I should draw a discreet veil over the whole of 2005 and write it off as a dead loss.

At 10:11 PM, Blogger cello said...

You must stop giving so much to respond to Willie. It breaks my heart to ignore some of your tantalising bait.

First of all; love the photo. It makes your garden look like the Caribbean. Well, very nearly. Add in your skimpy shorts and, with a bit of squinting, we'd have been there. Though I'm guessing you don't often have people bouncing along the waves astride a giant inflatable banana in your village.

Green Wing disappointment for all of us. But we'll just have to make our own amusement, which is why I am so grateful to all my witty friends and their blogs. Poor old pat has had a bit of a shit year... so it's all round to her place to get trollied and be sick over her new Klippan. Or, failing that, the blogosphere equivalent.

The Berliner (which Mr C assures me means a sticky bun in German)is not a fence-sitting,split-the-difference issue, honest. It's about trying to give readers convenience while having a front page that can still run several stories if need be to set the right hierarchy of news for the day.

And X Factor. I do love trash telly, and game shows in particular, but I would not normally have been seduced by it if the 10 year old hadn't insisted. And now I'm hooked. I know the three judges are hamming it up like mad, but the contestants are pure joy. I love human beings you know. Night, night.

At 2:28 AM, Blogger zaphod said...

Dear Mr Lupin.

Mrs Zaphod is a bit worried. Are these plotlines for Corrie true ?

She also wondered if you were one of the script writers.

At 3:29 AM, Blogger MJ said...

Here in Canada we're 9 months behind in Corrie. Maya has just this week burned down Dev's corner shops. We don't know anything about the Alzheimers plotline. Or maybe we've just forgotten.

At 7:33 AM, Blogger Willie Lupin said...

The news about the DVD is truly shocking. Next time the first series is repeated on E4 I shall record it and forget about buying the DVD. Or download the DVD from the internet.

cello, the photos of my garden are highly selective. There are areas of disease and decay you wouldn't want to see.
I believe there was once some unpleasantness with an inflatable banana at a Young Farmers' darts match here.
Has Harry Potter told you whether the Guardian website is also changing to Berliner format? It would reduce the need for scrolling when you're on the Bakerloo Line with your laptop.
The 10 year old has exemplary taste. The X Factor team deserve great credit for their skilful editing of hundreds of hours of material. This week's was a cracker. It's years since I laughed until I cried but when Sharon and Louis became hysterical for no good reason I found it infectious and was almost ill from laughing.

zaphod, all but the last were true and have been well publicised. It's the second time someone has asked me here if I was a Corrie writer. Sadly, no. Some of them are on £200K a year and, if it that were the case, I'd pay someone else to write my blog for me.

MJ: it's well known here that Jonny Briggs is to retire and the Altzheimers story has been much trailed in the press. So has Shelley's wedding but without saying it will actually happen. I'll try not to reveal anything crucial without a 'look away now' warning for worldwide Corrie fans.

At 12:04 PM, Blogger Pashmina said...

You don't mention your views on Eddie Mair, Willie - I have always been rather fond of him, but like you am glad to see Paxo back in position.

Favourite Day Today quote on the subject of Gavin Esler:
"Straight news, out of that unruly mouth? In a chimp's cock"

At 4:21 PM, Blogger Willie Lupin said...

Pashmina, I'm ambivalent about Eddie Mair. I think he's better on radio than TV. He's a brilliant broadcaster but there's only so much wry humour you can take on a news programme.
Like the quote on Gavin Esler. Poor man.....he's so competent at what he does, and yet, and yet....


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