About six weeks ago I took the plunge and cancelled our increasingly expensive satellite subscription. Heading towards €40 a month for the odd Gogglebox and PrimeTime? I don’t think so. Look; even Great British Bake Off as we know it is gone – sure who even needs the BBC anymore now!? I pay my TV licence fee thanksverymuch so what if we have to watch the Late Late Toy Show a day late? We’ll survive with the channels own on demand apps and of course, our beloved Netflix.
When I was sitting at home in the big snow of early 2010 waiting impatiently for child number one, I happened upon Gilmore Girls repeats on the tv. Every day I caught up with the residents of Stars Hollow and wished I too could live in an idyllic Connecticut town full of verbose inhabitants. I started watching it somewhere in the second season – we could record the telly, but there was no ‘on demand’ option so I just had to pick up right there. Within a couple of weeks I was stuck to the sofa under that same child feeding endlessly and got all the way to the end of the show pretty quickly. Halcyon days indeed…yeah right, he never napped and I hadn’t a clue what I was at.
What goes around comes around and here I am, facing my third baby-based confinement barrelling my way through Gilmore Girls again but this time, on Netflix. I’ve caught up on the early days and finally seen season one, mostly while in the bath with an iPad sitting perched on a stool beside me. I wouldn’t recommend binge watching that way though, the hot water just won’t last. And as I type, there’s less than two weeks to go until the four new Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life specials. I am so flippin’ excited.
That’s only going to fill four hours for me though. Oh no! So I’ve had a look at what else is newish on Netflix to see what I might spend my days on the sofa watching (This baby had better not arrive early on me – Mama’s got her shows to watch!)
I did give The Crown a go in the hope that it would fill the gap in my heart left by the end of Downton Abbey but given the royals drive me mad in real life, it turns out it wasn’t for me. Film wise, I’m looking forward to watching Remember Me in nostalgia for my Judy Blume filled tween years. (And I might have a *slight* thing for Robert Pattinson). If I’m losing my sense of humour Chelsea Handler’s eponymous talk show, Maria Bamford and David Cross‘s comedy specials are also on my list.
For rainy days in with the kids, or any day really when I haven’t the energy to chase after them I’ll be watching Maleficent and Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events. (That’s if I’m let; it’s more likely to be Power-bloody-Rangers, Ninja-flippin-Turtles and Blaze and his Monsterous Machines)