Throughout Friday, I witnessed attempts at being 'funny for money'. Yes, Comic Relief. With many a motivation good and proper, it's hard to be (publically) critical - try as I might.
Let us turn back the clock.
It is evening, almost 9pm. We are wound-down, following a tough week. We are watching BBC One. Alex is curled into his mother's arms, and I'm wondering about the costs and multiple revenues of this television production.
A genuinely moving short film ends with the narrator stating:
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'It is your continued support that enables Comic Relief to keep on helping these children of alcoholic parents'.
Contemplative silence. Broken, thus:
Alex: What about chocaholic parents?
Emma: (stifles laugh)
Shane: Hmm. I don't think it's quite as tough for those with chocaholic parents.
Alex: Mm.
It's the funniest thing I've heard all day. I promptly donate.
(I did also enjoy the short film from Outnumbered. Claire Skinner, as the mum, is really good.)
Sunday, March 15, 2009
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At least this year there was no "repeats" of the little videoettes they make to encourage you to donate. Last time round I had seen the same films twice by the time I went to bed which made me irrationally grumpy.
Don't you think Davina is very good at this sort of thing? I think she manages to tread a very good line between "sincere" and "emotional".
It must be a constant joy to have Alex's sayings. You may like to record them. (I mean write them down) I regret so much that I didn't with my 20 yr old grandson who frequently had us in stitches.
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