The flies are telling me that it’s nearly summer here.
I’ve just got an invitation by Siri for a Thanksgiving dinner. There is so much to unpack here that I find the whole thing unsettling. Nevertheless, I’m still going to accept. My moral high ground can always be beaten by the joy of someone else’s cooking.
I have bought a really expensive fry pan and I am watching cooking shows thinking that something might inspire me. My current obsession is Plat du Tour (SBS). Each episode is about 4 minutes: just perfect for my concentration span but not great for the actual doing.
There’s not much else on telly.
I don’t like The Voice (too many singers being rewarded for screaming) but I do like The Masked Singer. I can tune out the guessing panel (I have asked before, how does Hughesy get employment anywhere?) and I enjoy the songs and the general silliness.
Apart from that, I am providing instructions to my granddaughters on how to be murdery. I have given up on supervising their homework and we now watch shows like Death In Paradise (ABC) and Diagnosis Murder. By the time I’ve finished with them, they will be able to bump off their husbands, bury the body, and make sure they have an unbreakable alibi. I can’t think of a better legacy to leave behind.
More recommendations gratefully received, mainly on murder shows suitable for early teens.