Entries from June 2009

June 30, 2009

Season Four, Episode Twelve – ‘Just Say Yes’

I’m struggling to care about Sex And The City at the moment to be honest, as far too much is going on in my life. By ‘far too much’ I of course mean watching a multitude of sport that’s occurring at this time – the rugby in South Africa, Andy Murray defying the odds at [...]

June 13, 2009

Season Four, Episode Eleven – ‘Coulda Woulda Shoulda’

…And so Miranda thinks she’s pregnant as her period is three weeks late, and perhaps more crucially, she’s actually been tested as preggers. Usually there is a fantastic opening paragraph of this blog full of laughter and joy, but the thought of another little Miranda running about is one that leaves me full of dread. [...]

June 12, 2009

Season Four, Episode Ten – ‘Belles Of The Balls’

I’ve finally just started watching The Sopranos properly, which when compared to Sex And The City in terms of quality, is like comparing The Beatles and Metro Station, Coca-Cola and Pepsi, suicide and people who wear vests – basically, the different is vast and the former always beats the latter. I only mentioned The Sopranos [...]

June 11, 2009

Season Four, Episode Nine – ‘Sex And Another City’

When I read that the central theme for this episode was the idea of ‘going away’, the palpitations in my heart couldn’t have been greater. Could this finally be the end of the journey? Alas not, for it was Carrie that was going away, and only to the tranquil New York cuntryside to spend some [...]

June 10, 2009

Season Four, Episode Eight – ‘My Motherboard, My Self’

Nina Simone once sang on the timeless anthem ‘Ain’t Got No/I Got Life’,  ‘what have I got?, why am I alive anyway? Yeah what have I got nobody can take away?’ It’s a question that has haunted me for years as I soul-searched and endlessly pondered what exactly that I had that nobody could take [...]

June 8, 2009

Season Four, Episode Seven – ‘Time And Punishment’

Being away from Sex And The City land has been both a blessing and a curse. Sure, a life away from horror, despair and Jimmy fucking Choo is one that lets me sleep a little happier at night as the rain and wind blow around the old smoke, but as the days progressed a nagging [...]