t’s me, Mrs. Harris, and it’s my lucky day today. It’s my lucky day every day! But today specially, because I’ve traveled all the way from Battersea to join the Movie Club.
Now, you might look down your nose at me a bit, like Madame Colbert #Ronaldo #RipLegend #WatfordFC
Now, you might look down your nose at me a bit, like Madame Colbert #Ronaldo #RipLegend #WatfordFC
awsfilmworks.com the directrice at Dior did when I first walked into her house of couture. I can hear you now: Who’s this old woman to tell us about the films? Ah, get away with ye! I go to the cinema all the time, and I’ve got some things to say.
awsfilmworks.com/best-free-stre… I’ve known plenty of hardship in my day—my Eddie, lost in the war—and so this year I said to meself, “Mrs. Harris,” I said, “This year you’re going to find joy at the movies!” I’ve been told that Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris, the movie about how I got my Dior
vacation-movie.com/unlimited-movi… frock, is an example of “nicecore.” I don’t know about all that. I just think it’s lovely, in difficult times, to watch a movie where good things happen to good people, and when bad things happen, they turn around again. There’s a place for crime and
vacation-movie.com drama and all that—I like to curl up with a juicy mystery, meself—but I find that movies can really make me happy like nothing else. When a smile just fills up the screen, like Lesley Manville’s mug in Mister Anthony Fabian’s movie
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