Commercial Break: Tom, Jerry and a tiny Corsa
People, I’m ill. I’m deeply, desperately ill. Heartless cynics would describe my ailment as the Man Flu combined with a minor throat infection, but it feels much worse than that. I reckon I’ll be lucky if I make it through the night, which would make this my last ever Bitterwallet post. Goodbye, I’ve loved you all since we first met. Even though we've never met.
What has made this, probably my last day on Earth, more bearable has been sitting around with my daughter, eating ice cream and watching three hours of back-to-back Tom and Jerry cartoons. I’ve only broken away to write this because one of their stupid latter-day films has just come on, where they go off on a mission to Mars. Utter bollocks.
Thanks to my OD of T&J, I can’t really be objective about these Opel ads that the pair starred in back in the 1990s. But the sight of Jerry scooting in and out of his mouse hole driving a tiny Corsa can’t be right. Can it? Maybe I’ll have more of an idea once these hideous shivering sweats have subsided…