Yesterday I had a moment. I was driving along, going about my mundane unwriterly business, when I spotted the back of a bus - which up until this moment in time I merely resembled - plastered with a whacking big poster for Sully. I had no idea this was being done. It was, as M said, like Carrie in the opening titles of Sex And The City (although I wasn't wearing a tutu). I thought it was more like Bill Murray in Lost In Translation. My jaw certainly dropped and I almost crashed the car. A smashing treat, it were.
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