What makes you laugh?
I enjoy a good comedy, but my go to show for sheer brilliance is Friends.
At one time my husband refused to watch it, but when Matthew Perry sadly died I decided to cheer myself up by doing another run through of Friends.
I was genuinely sad at the loss of a brilliant comic actor who fought so hard and helped others even though he couldn’t help himself.
Tony is a convert. He can see what an incredible ensemble team they were, auntie the genius of the writing, but when he keeps commenting on what great actors they are I want to scream “Do you think I’d watch 10 complete seasons of rubbish four times through?”
I am a writer. I do appreciate good writing and the actors who can embody that. Although you don’t have to be a writer to do the same, eyes and ears are all you need.
Apart from that
I can laugh at the absurdity of life, although it is becoming a little too absurd to put it mildly. I laugh when I’m with Katrina, my saving grace.
Mostly I laugh at the antics of the cats. What I’d do without them I don’t know.
Originally though I laughed at my dad. Hands down the most talented, funny man you’ve never heard of. I honestly believe he could have given Eric Morecambe a run for his money.
I miss that. I miss him. I need him right now. But he’s there, inside me, part of me, and being his daughter will also, always be my saving grace.
Deb xx