What’s crazier? Her hair? Her glasses? Her?
It’s a Christmas miracle. I thought I might just stay away till Groundhog Day and come back in Bill Murray mode. But instead I find myself suddenly attracted by Arts & Letters Daily’s headline: “At the end, Bette Davis raged, guzzling alcohol, writing nasty letters, and slamming the door on old friends… ” I think arriving a day late for the weekly event is well in keeping.
(I’m even later. The review in The Scotsman is nearly three weeks old.)
I’ve never liked her much; as it happens, she was the apogee of the late Duc de Baroque’s conception of womanhood, which seemed curiously at odds with what I knew of the condition from infant experience, and not very nice. She’d have ruined the role of Scarlett O’Hara, and frankly Vivien (”Fiddle Dee Dee!”) Leigh is much more my idea of a girl, although a very seriously crazy one. And not very nice. However.
I hope I’m not near the end. I’ve spent the whole week not writing nasty letters… & anyway, maybe things are looking up.


3 Comments
December 13, 2007 at 5:21 pm
Hello, thanks for leaving a comment on the Miles Gibson Pages.
I’m new to blogging so I get lost most of the time. But I get the comments to my blog copied into Outlook Express so I always know who’s talking about me. And I don’t need to keep checking old posts. At least, I think that’s how it’s working.
December 13, 2007 at 7:06 pm
Hi Ms B
So yesterday’s post was an empty threat huh?
You know, I’m kind of okay with alcohol guzzling, bad tempered, successful women. In fact I long to be one myself.
NOW you can go on holiday.
xxx
Pants
December 14, 2007 at 9:42 am
Miles, very efficient!
& Ms P, it was day BEFORE yesterday, if you don’t mind. And I’ve cheered up now.
Aren’t you the one who’s going on holiday? How’s Barney doing with his packing?
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