On the move! Surrounded by sweaty bodies! They're all reading this! Hi to all, you're very welcome to another blog. It might even be vaguely summary today so let's get the summer cheesecloth shirts ironed and ready to go (did you even iron cheesecloth? No idea).
We're talking Bond on the show today. Now there's someone who would never wear cheesecloth anything. Anthony Horowitz is back and he's written the n ew James Bond novel called Trigger Mortis. It's set in 1957 which means we have the reassuring return of the Cold War, Pussy Galore and the bad boys (and girls) of SMERSH. Anthony's also been able to take advantage of some original material by your actual Ian Fleming which, you have to admit, is a bit of a bonus. The Bond of 1957 feels both familiar and old fashioned, the 'sexist, misogynist
dinosaur' line that Judy Dench as M uses many years later, begins here! It's a thrilling read, as lean as as Bond's thighs, and if you've never read a 007 novel this could be the place to start.
And there are many famous tunes associated with JB and we won't be playing any. But that JAMES BOND WORLD of women, guns, alcohol, swanky cigarettes, cars, communists, dastardly villains and danger at every turn seems ripe for your tune picking time today.
Now if you'll excuse me I have some commuters to elbow...
