I've just returned from a week in Eire visiting the in-laws.
Mrs Vagabond Snr is a lovely little old lady, sprightly for her 75 years, but she doesn't like technology. They have Sky telly, and that's it, and any attempt to engage her in the advantages of the internet are met with quick and certain refusal.

We were watching one of those "Is it possible?" programmes, in which three chaps were recreating the scene from Up in which the house floats off, but for real.

"Sure but why would they want to do that?" asked Mrs V Snr.

"Well" I explained, "Did you see the adverts for that film called Up recently, in which it happened? They're trying to recreate that scene for real."

"Ah! Right, so." she agreed.

At the impressive conclusion, she said frustratedly, "Well there's no point in doing it anyway because it was already done for the fillum!"

"No Mrs V" I said gently, "That was an animation."

"Yes, Vagabond" she said, her condescending sarcasm gaining terrible pace as it approached, "I wasn't aware of that at all ... "
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Tue 17 Jan 2012, 14:41, Reply)