I like art.
I like good music
I like good comedy
I like good films
I like good books
I like to be made to think and to change my view on the world.
This is why typing the following is quite hard for me.
Tonight I was watching what is perhaps my favourite television programme, it’s not on BBC4, the fact it’s on ITV1 should give you a clue to how low-brow it is – “You’ve Been Framed”.
We can all breathe a sigh of relief that Harry Hill does the voiceover to the hideously obvious canned laughter and oohs and aahs. It’s not as embarrassing as the lost Lisa Riley years, nor as hateful as The Beadle. But is still lowest common denominator laughing at babies smiling and babies falling over and babies kissing each other and that.
I’ve found that the best way to watch it is to exclaim what just happened whilst laughing, i.e. If a baby falls of a swing, laugh whilst pointing at the telly saying “Ha ha The baby just fell of a swing… what an idiot”.
I like to normally keep this secret, but today I think I laughed more at one 10 second clip that was sent to a freepost address for a £250 wager than I did throughout the entire Edinburgh Festival.
It was a dog with a big stick in his mouth, the stick was about 8ft long… a big stick. Him and his owner were taking a walk, the dog very happily trotting alongside. They turned off to go over a wooden bridge, the wooden bridge had raised sides and was probably about six feet wide. You can probably guess the rest.
Well, this dog didn’t stop trying to get the stick through the gap that was too small and I laughed so hard saying “Ha ha, look at the stupid dog”.
I am happy.