Wednesday, 16 December 2009

Wait, did Alan Bennett really say...

.. that Peter Cook may have slept with Jackie Kennedy?

Just when you think someone can't go up any further in your estimation...

This was from:
Which is available only until tomorrow (Thursday), if you haven't seen it. Worth a watch for the above revelation, and a typically withering (if also typically fairly soft) sideswipe at James Murdoch.

More Bennett - if you like that sort of thing - on the iPlayer:
A brief monologue about writing and being a writer: "A writer is only a writer when writing. The rest is marking time".
No doubt this has already been pasted everywhere on the scribosphere, but, again, it expires tomorrow night. So, if you haven't yet seen it, now's your last chance.

Turns out I've been pronouncing Nabokov wrong all these years. Apparently it's Na-boe-kov, not Na-boh-kov, like me, Sting and everyone else has been saying it.
Though the presenter of this, Stephen Smith, seems a little too socks-pulled-right-up pleased with himself about pronouncing it the same way the man himself did. "Na-BOE-kov", "Na-BOE-kov", he keeps over-emphasising the middle syllable.

I don't mind heavily 'authored' documentaries like this, but he is a little irritating. Fortunately, the clips of an indomitable Vladimir more than make up for it.
This is essential viewing for anyone who is a fan of the greatest novel ever written that isn't Moby Dick.


p.s. Just watched this (have watched more telly today than I have in about a month. Well done for saving all the best programmes till December, Beeb):
Hop, Skip and Jump episode 2. The emerging, changing, evolving, and disappearing of children's street/playground games. Some good sociological history and all that, just amazed at some of the really popular boys games (of the '70s-'80s) that weren't featured. It's all a bit "girls played this, this and this, but boys played football or were trainspotters lol". What, no room for break-time essentials such as 'Army', British Bulldog, Acky-Paky, or Off-Ground Tig? Or catching sticklebacks in the canal outflow and then cutting them up, still alive, with a penknife?
Good times, great memories.

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