What was it about the early 60's....
The clothes, the music, the entire kitandcaboodle in fact.
So, what brought on this urge to be a beatnik?
A greedy, stolen afternoon in a gorgeous old cinema where a book club buddy and I gobbled vanilla choctops with nuts and devoured the film 'An Education'.
Lynn Barber's memoirs with a screenplay by Nick Hornby, the writing is tight and amusing. It's beautifully cast, I loved Emma Thompson as the headmistress but the the real star is London; what a city!
It made me a little homesick, but oddly for a time and place I've never known. My London was all about the 90's, and I very rarely get the urge to revisit that period or, in fact, to go back now.
Rose tinted glasses? Absolutely, but apart from Prada sunnies, aren't they the best kind?