Oh dear, my sleep patterns are all over the place. It’s 2.20am, and I went to bed at 8.30pm, now unable to get back to sleep after waking up very thirsty. The reading I’ve been doing on Freudianism (most recently, the say-what-you’re-thinking What is Psychoanalysis? by SomebodyOrOther Corriat) tells me that one of the most basic wish-fulfilment dreams is dreaming of water/drinking when you are thirsty. To the best of my recollection, I was dreaming of the cast of Emmerdale – analyse that, Sigmund.
So, I’m writing because I’m awake (and, incidentally, quite hungry – what is the social acceptability of eating a sandwich at 2.20am?) but I did want to ask you lot a question, in preparation for a forthcoming review. That sounds very organised, doesn’t it? It isn’t really; it’s rather more a delaying tactic – but it would be lovely if you could answer it none the less.
What do you associate with Punch magazine? What are your thoughts when you hear of it? Which adjectives would you use to describe it?
Writing the question reminds me that I once bought some fairly large old copies of Punch, but I haven’t the smallest idea where they are – I have a feeling they didn’t survive the house-move in 2005.
Great – so do let me know, and all will become clear. If you’re lucky, I might even tell you a Punch related joke, shamelessly stolen from my brother. And now I’m going to eat a sandwich, because I imagine that somewhere in the world it is lunchtime…