And what’s the best thing to do when one is aggrieved?
Watch Sam Rockwell dance, of course.
Will it solve anything? No – but it helps.
Okay, as you were.
(But I dare you not to hum James Brown for the rest of the night. DARE YOU I SAY.)
* Never mind why. Yes, this is one of those oblique, tantalising posts that you sit down to, ready to enjoy, when I yank the bowl back and say ‘No soup for you!’ No – I’m being mysterious in a boring, non-revealing, frustrating way. Apologies.