Once again the Beaker People have been getting a bit - well, a bit too masculine. I don't know whether it was the riots or the Libyan rebellion, but people have started talking about oppression, liberation and freedom.
And so it was that we came to the Monday Evening Film Club. And I've had to do some judicious switching.
Once they were all safely in the Room of Viewing, and with the doors locked to be on the safe side, they discovered that The Blues Brothers had been substituted for the evening. With Notting Hill. Instead of them all coming out ready to go to da joint in aid of a good cause, there wasn't a dry eye in the house. I reckon we've got a good five or six days of testosterone-free pebble-considering and tea lights before us, before we need to start taking the less gentle among us into account again.
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