My friend John has a history of introducing Simon and I into TV programs he discovers. While there are a number of shows we do share a love for – Peep Show, Family Guy and South Park – which neither of us can really take the credit for discovering, the new programs John presents to us are generally poor at best. Simon is a lot more tolerant than I am; even claiming to enjoy some of John’s choice of internet downloads. He’s probably just being polite. The American comedies, with their canned laughter, which I am forced to endure on my rare visits to his Marshfield home, drive me to the brink of insanity. I normally escape to his toilet until the rubbish has come to an end and I can force my choice of television upon his eyes and ears, which, to be fair, he probably hates.
This weekend, however, while visiting my house, John brought along a memory stick with yet another program he wanted to show us. It felt ominous. John’s latest piece of television was Moone Boy. I had seen this advertised on Sky a few times and hadn’t really taken much interest. I watch far too much TV than is healthy for any human being as it is, so avoided it for the good of my well-being.
I must admit, I was wrong. John had actually discovered something rather good. Dare I say it – a gem. Three episodes were packed onto his rather small memory stick (John always reminds me that size does not matter). Once we had watched all three, I went straight onto Sky’s On-Demand service to download some more. John and Simon left, leaving me with half a dozen more episodes to watch, which I spent most of Sunday afternoon and Monday evening doing. I’ve now seen them all and have the whole thing series linked so I never miss a future episode.
Bravo, John. You, sir are a genius.
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