Every Time A Bell Rings, An Angel Gets Its Wings
Now, I don’t know how many readers I’ve actually got, because, well you can never really know. Yet, I think I can safely say there’s more than a couple of you out there, so this might work. I am doing a radio show on Sunday December 21st hosted by fellow blogger, DJ, comedian and all round good egg, Andrew Learmonth on our station Original 106FM. As you may know, I am the film critic on the station and we are proposing to do a Christmas Movie Special. This is where you come in. I want to know what you think are the best Christmas films of all time. What are your favourites and why. This, I need to know. I will use this info to come up with my top ten, or to decide which films to include in our hour long film chat. Now, we’ve got the topic established, I am now going to be completely dictatorial and demand that everyone who reads this post comments with their suggestion in the comments box. Even if someone has already mentioned your favourite, still tell me. Popularity is as important as originality. When I say “everyone”, I mean these people: 1. My usual commenters (“God Bless you! Everyone!”) 14. The abusive commenter who called me “a prick” two months ago.
So go on: fave Christmas movie. To the comments box with you. It’s easy; click on the word comments under this post,and if you don’t have an Blogger account, it doesn’t matter- just go anonymous if you’re shy, or type in your name into the Name/URL option, and comment away with all your might. Tell me your opinion and then I’ll post a link to the podcast that your choice may feature in, so you can hear the results. Or excitement of excitements, you can listen live!!!!
2. People who’ve been too shy to comment up to now, but are desperate to.
3. My friends who read this blog, but never comment because they usually comment to my face.
4. My relatives who read the blog regularly but never comment.
5. My relatives who read the blog just to check they are not being slagged off.
6. New readers.
7. Returning readers.
8. The legions of editors, publishers and literary agents who are stalking me with a view to offering me lucrative deals.
9. Actual stalkers.
10. Folk who’ve turned up thinking I’m the porn mistress Missy M, and are buckling back up.
11. Folk just here to pinch that naked drunk guy photo from the last post.
12. Folk who used to comment or read, but think I’ve lost it, so don’t bother much anymore.
13. Spammers on a break.
