I’ll just get the sweets out…
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I have no idea when this is from, but probably not Halloween. Who cares? Abby’s clothes are always right. And never more right than in October.
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A little bit hazy, but a good view of Abby’s spider web tattoo.
Halloween is still on its way.
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You know how it is. The girl who lived down the road and who sang the most beautiful songs as you skipped rope together is discovered and becomes a star almost overnight. Your lives go in different directions, and forty years later one of you (that would be me) thinks it’d be good to interview the other one (Lena Andersson, or Lena Hubbard as she is today), to find out what she did after stardom.
Lena always had a fantastic voice, so it was more circumstance – like the birth of ABBA – than any lack of talent that had her career fade away some years later. But I’m never sure if teen fame is a good thing, so it might have been for the best.
Ten years ago Lena married Tobe Hubbard and moved to America with him. And a couple of years ago we met up again, online, and I had my idea of interviewing her. She rarely travels to Sweden these days, and I travel to the US even more rarely, so an email interview was inevitable. But it’s OK; we have our shared skipping background.
This is mainly about her present life. We – some of us, anyway – know about her famous past. It’s interesting to find out what Lena does now.
I am slowly – very slowly – converting LPs to mp3. It’s not as though it’s hard to do, nor do I own hundreds of LPs.
But each normal length LP probably requires an hour’s attention to convert, and that is less easy to find than I had imagined. You need to sit with the record deck and the laptop as it plays, and click new track for each new track. If I were to do anything else at the same time I’d just forget, and end up having to do it all over again. So, false economy with time.
At first I only intended to do my Roger Whittaker albums, since a surprising number of his songs only exist on vinyl, and I noticed I was forgetting some of them because they weren’t part of the iPod shuffle.
But as I discovered how good I felt reconnecting with his albums, I decided I would do all my LPs, unless I already had them in a newer format. So I am mixing Roger with all the other old albums. I did a Pete Seeger one the other day, and have been enjoying my first Joan Baez double album from forty years ago.
When I persuaded the Resident IT Consultant it would be a good idea to convert, I fondly imagined an LP a week would be a realistic goal. With my current speed (or lack thereof) I’ll be forever doing this. But at least I will have a satisfying hobby for years to come.
Can I take it that everyone who intends to watch, has seen Sunday’s episode of Downton Abbey now? Yesterday Facebook was teeming with people who caught spoilers before catching Downton.
Are the makers of the series really wanting to give away what happens every week, or are they hinting so coarsely in order to make us feel proud that we ‘got it’ long before ‘it’ happened? This week it was simply a toss-up between Sybil, her baby or both of them.
It’s strange it’s taken them so long to start killing off The Family. We’ve been together eight years now, and there ought to have been more deaths.
The Earl is an idiot. I see that now. I was confused for so long because the actor seems quite a nice man. But had they put someone less sympathetic in the role, I’d have cottoned on to the idiocy long before now. Good for the American heiress that she has finally found her teeth, become a good mother (if a bit late) and is going against what hubby says.
The other week I did expect Sir Anthony Strallan to drop dead in the aisle of the church (on the way in, obviously) but other than that little miscalculation it’s been easy to see where we are heading, week after week.
Not so sure about the accuracy of medical advances back then, but it is hard to know what people didn’t know. And what happened to the disfigured Canadian cousin heir? Whether genuine or not, we need to know. Maybe Matthew will turn out to have wasted Lavinia’s dad’s money after all.
The invitation came just over two weeks ago. But even though I am a big (have they seen a photo of me?) fan of Abby and Pauley and NCIS, I generally can’t dash off to Los Angeles to sit in on chat shows at the drop of a hat. Not that I’d heard of Jeff Probst or his show, but if he wanted Pauley, that’s enough of a recommendation for me.
Now that I’ve seen the finished result, I’m reasonably sure they wouldn’t have wanted me. The audience looked very nice, with the prettiest and youngest at the front, and I doubt there would have been a seat far enough at the back to accommodate me.
This being my Abby season, they couldn’t have timed the interview better (I suspect it was to coincide with the start of NCIS season 10, but Halloween is coming up fast, too.)
Pauley has always been big on crime. Solving it, rather than committing it, obviously. Playing Abby is all based on her dog. And if that leads to the highest Q-rating, why not? Elizabeth Taylor was a big fan, apparently. They talked on the phone. Good thing Pauley went to LA ‘for the pilot season’ just over ten years ago. Nothing to do with planes, however.
She works full time on NCIS. And then she works full time with her 30 charities, because you can never go wrong being kind to people.
Boyfriend Thomas Arklie was there, and he does seem like a very nice man. British. Ex-marine. Says it all, really. (Still trying to work out who he reminded me of, though.) They have fun together.
I have to admit to having found the Jeff Probst Show much better than I’d expected. Nice interview technique. And his Dad likes Pauley.
But the biggest surprise was to find that Pauley has curly hair. Who’d have thought?
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It wasn’t really, was it? At least not for Ducky, who had to storm off in a most un-Ducky-like manner. And are the team mentally recovered from the explosion, or not? Dr Wolf was so like Dr Cranston as it’s possible to be, without being her. Maybe a little milder, unless he’s just biding his time.
I was going to say all this mandatory psycho-evaluation stuff is so unlikely, except I suppose a US federal employer needs to offer, or insist on, the soft touch for their employees. It’s mandatory. Even for directors on guilt trips.
Had it not been referring back to the bomb, this could have been any old NCIS case; let’s find the killer, but let’s find them even more because the victim was one of our own. There were plenty of new temporary characters who might have done it, but I did want it to be the ‘interior decorator’ except it was hard to come up with a good reason for her to be the murderer. Felt that the armoury chap’s stitches looked too fresh, to be four months old.
But I mustn’t complain, because we finally – yes, finally – got to investigate Abby’s long lost brother Kyle. And now that he has proven himself beyond doubt to share the Abby-genes (what a scene that was, in Gibbs’s house!) the question is whether he will become almost regular, or never be seen again.
Because we don’t want him to pop up as either a victim or a suspect in some future episode! Have you got that?
Perhaps Abby can return to autopsy now. If not to sleep, at least to do her job.
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