As Christmas approaches you can’t help but pander for nostalgia. There is something about long winter nights and Morecombe & Wise repeats that make you long for the days gone by.
However, the alleged assassination attempt on a former KGB agent is perhaps a little too far. But as the incredible story unfolds you can’t help but think it makes a change from modern terrorism and the media hype over anyone who looks a bit swarthy. Odd isn’t it that as fashion regresses to the mini skirts and leggings of the 80s (I did that first time round so am exempt from the horror now), we also dip back into a storyline smack bang from an 80s Cold War spy novel.
And proving synchronicity has a frankly sick sense of humour all this happens as our new Bond takes the screen by storm. I’m sure no-one would want to admit it but surely the old fashion Russian spy story gets the Bond scriptwriters excited. No more tip toeing around the Middle East issue, they can go straight back to the old favourites and have icy Russian female agents to tempt Bond with names like Oksana Pantiesov and Tatiana Titski.
Mini-skirts and leggings are nothing next to the horror that is the puff-ball skirt. But the poor bastard who's been poisoned has had a good job done on him, by all accounts.
Posted by: Stegbeetle | 23 November 2006 at 09:02 PM
Looks like it was a successful assassination attempt. I think I woke up in 1983 this morning.
Posted by: Cherrypie | 24 November 2006 at 10:46 PM
My 17 year old spent most of the summer wearing leggings and ra-ra skirts. She's a girl, BTW.
Posted by: Sharon J | 25 November 2006 at 03:04 AM
Love your Bond girl names :-)
The whole thing with the poor spy chap is very strange (sad too, because it doesn't sound as though much could have been done to help him) But, you are right, it's like a blast from the past. Any day now, we are going to wake up to discover Duran Duran are number one and Margaret Thatcher is back in No:10 - scarey.
ps: I agree with Steg, puffball skirts are heinous. The work of Satan IMO.
Posted by: Kate | 25 November 2006 at 07:19 PM
Leggings were the work of Satan - I was a 12 year old with tree-trunk legs when they were 80's in and didn't dare wear them for fear of ostracism. This meant that I had the piss ripped out of me for being untrendy. I also twitch when I see them advertised as 'leggins'.
As for said poor spy, even the radioactive substance he was poisoned with has a Dr. Evil type name...
Posted by: Marjory | 26 November 2006 at 12:08 AM
I did actually suspect that the entire Russian spy poisoning business was an elaborate promo for the new Bond film, but no (probably). Very sad, but, like you say, preferable to the usual scary stuff. Though not for the poor man who died.
Posted by: Keris | 19 December 2006 at 07:59 AM