As a kid I’d spend most of my summers in the archipelago at our summer house (it’s basically a cabin in the woods), with no connection to the outer world. The nearest shop was 35 minute boatride away and we didn’t have running water (we still don’t but it’s all cool baby, we have a sauna and we pump water out of the ocean). We did have a tv though. One of those old boxy ones, and a huge antenna that would mess up the picture every time it rained / stormed / was windy and my dad had to climb on top of the house to fix it. Years ago MTV3 (the first commercial channel in Finland) would show all these amazing 40’s and 50’s comedies everyday around 5pm and I’d make everyone watch them and then grab a sauna and run around naked (I was kid ok? It was accetable!).
I absolutely adore Cary Grant, his films are so light and fun (these types of comedies are the only ones I don’t really bitch and moan about) and he just might be the most charismatic actor ever (well not really, but let’s pretend for the sake of argument).
Look I probably should have told you this before but you see… well… insanity runs in my family… It practically gallops.
P.S. I’m 21. Do I really have “a past”?