And all okayish?

Sending you and her the best.

Oh lord. Hope everything is okayish.

Morning!

Didn't fancy much sleep anyway.

Things have been written.

Writing again.

Isn't is remarkable? Funny, tense, surprising, want to watch it again as soon as it's finished.

Me too.

Film of the year for me remains The Invite. Glad you asked. I'll get back to coffee.

Coffee.

Stopped drinking wine now. Should sleep.

Wine.

I shouldn't write news stories on very little sleep.

Today: AI outreach follow-up emails questioning why I hadn't replied to the original AI outreach email.

The maddening thing is that the BBC can, uniquely, offer the opposite of AI algorithmic recommendation. We can get that anywhere. It’s not what people want. What’s missing is expert, human, curation. Knowledgable people you trust *telling you* that something’s worth watching. That’s what the BBC has

Sitting in a green room with Colin Trevorrow and Cheryl The Drag Queen was not what I expected to happen this year. Very glad it did.

But she's not a celebrity! There must be some mistake!

Right then. I'd best get moving...