I had the misfortune of watching ‘Love Actually’ last night. Feel good films at it’s worst. It was possible the cheesiest film I have ever had to endure. Especially the kid in the airport shouting ‘Joanne’ through a sheet of glass. What were they thinking – that phrase also applying to the romance between the two stand-in ‘actors’ on the set of a pornographic film.
Atleast Andrea agreed with me – wouldn’t want to be going out with anyone that actually liked the damn film. They’d end up wetter than a weekend in Skegness
Apologies: I should possibly apologies to the makers of the film, anyone that liked it (who is probably so offended by now they’ve stopped reading) and the residents of Skegness
