Broken Bridges

to celebrate the return of the Belfast-Dubln line (after the railway fell into the sea) I took a day return to see Transfarmer and revelled in the ability to read and doze and sip whisky instead of directing the volvo down the long and boring road that is the M1.

I considered trying the reading, dozing and whisky while driving but decided it mightn’t end well.

Cracking meal in this place – my chorizo appetite knows no bounds.

Called in at this place to watch An Education before my train back.

Nick Hornby wrote the screen play.

Now i like Nick Hornby. Or rather i like some of his books. I loved about a boy, i live my life by what i learned from High Fidelity. I might like Nick Hornby too but i don’t know him and he lives in London and so i see no prospect of getting to know him.

An Education is somewhat of a let down. Basic take home message seems to be this:

If you’re prettier and smarter than your class mates then be sure to engage in an illicit afair with a married man in order to learn the fundamental life lesson that men are bastards and women are idiots (at least when it comes to men). This will ensure a happy and more fulfilled later life.


4 Responses to “Broken Bridges”

  1. 1 theofficeinthestoreroom November 19, 2009 at 12:41 am

    Now I know why Sparky became a teacher!

  2. 2 soapbox November 21, 2009 at 12:51 pm

    we need to overlap more – i’ve returned to the train too – thanks for the whiskey tip.
    Also a fan of the market bar – that chorizo and goats cheese salad is a winner.

  3. 3 Roads December 15, 2009 at 7:34 pm

    If you like football, or maybe even if you don’t, then Fever Pitch is a wonderful account of a lifetime’s misery, even if sadly these days (er, as always) really much more applicable to the life of a West Ham supporter like me than an Arsenal fan like Hornby.

    High Fidelity is likewise my favourite, and although John Cusack was excellent in the Americanised movie (I thought the translation from North London to Chicago worked pretty well), I have to say that About a Boy was a better film, especially with the Thank you, Finsbury line at the end of Killing Me Softly being so brilliantly delivered by Hugh Grant. Anyone who has ever dreamed of playing a live guitar gig can not fail to appreciate the sentiment.

    I’ve read most of Hornby’s other books, too. Long Way Down is nothing short of depressing, but Slam (a cautionary, but finally optimistic tale of teenage pregnancy) received good reviews from my youngsters. If you haven’t yet discovered it, How to be Good is also worth a read. Amongst the usual bloke-girl themes, the book spends some time exploring the limits of charity at home, wondering just how much we can (or should) really expect to change the world.

    Hornby challenges us by asking if we really are committed to helping others, then shouldn’t we give away all our stuff, or sell it and send the proceeds to charity?

    It’s a tough and distinctly uncomfortable question to address, and although Hornby doesn’t quite successfully bring it to a conclusion, I thought that just in asking it he had gone somewhere that even trendy lefty thinkers rarely dare to go.

  4. 4 Nelly And I December 16, 2009 at 10:14 am

    have read all of them except slam which i’ve never heard of.

    i enjoyed the idea of how to be good more than the story of it.

    we judge our levels of poverty, need and comfort by those around us – Yes we’re not poor but hey look at how obscenely rich Simon Cowell is?

    If we continue to set standards of living merely by spending similar amounts to those around us then we’ll never get round to helping others.

    If we start from a premise that what we call basic, everyday standard of living is decadent then we would have a better view of our material possessions.

    I think… though don’t quote me on that.

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