MY LIFE IN LIPPY AND LEOPARD PRINT
I’m so made up the new series of Miranda is on the telly. I like it, but lots of people don’t, and make their views known via social media A LOT:
She’s not funny
Oh not her!
That stupid woman
I don’t know why people think she’s any good.
In the world of Facebook and Twitter, you have to Love or HATE everything, you can’t feel or be anything in between. They’re mediums of great extremes.
The thing is, if you don’t like Miranda or other shows you don’t have to watch them.
I do, though. Watch Miranda, that is. I’ve even got the first two series on DVD, because I find it that funny.
I reckon myself and other fans like it because:
• Lots of people have ‘what I call’ a mother like Penny.
• Of the beefcake aka Gary.
• Everybody’s got someone like Stevie in their lives – they’re a bit crap but you keep talking to them anyway.
• Who wouldn’t like to own a joke shop?
I also like it because of the pictures of Miranda Hart as a kid in the opening credits, she can laugh at herself:
In a similar vein, I thought I’d share some similar portraits of me as a kiddie winkie:
As you can see, man-made fibres were all the rage in the 70s and 80s, as were wonky fringes (courtesy of well-meaning mums everywhere).
PS Am still not keen on Miranda’s onesie thing, though.