* * *
In a little over an hour I plan to settle into my
uncomfortable armchair in my cold living room and watch the concluding part of
the glum Swedish drama. I’m guessing that Minnie isn’t a loony after all, and
that the heavily bearded Viking lookalike who runs the rehabilitation centre turns
out be a bit of a bad egg. I never liked him. His excessively self-confident
air and staring eyes always seemed like a dead giveaway to me, but I might be
wrong.
And, as you might expect, the Viking lookalike has already
had sex with dear, supposedly-a-bit-loopy Minnie. No surprises there, then. As
Peter Cook famously said in the legendary Bloody
Greta Garbo sketch: ‘You know what these bloody Swedes are like!’
Finally, I do hope that all Swedes reading these posts will
excuse my apparent calumnies. I’m sure your personal qualities are of a high
order, your virtues second to none, and your national characteristics something
of which to be justly proud. But you must admit, you can be a bit glum at
times.
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