i've just finished eating my dinner and i take my plate out into the kitchen...i then go into the living room to begin watching todays episode of the gilmore girls.
i brush aside the papers and make space for myself on the floor...i grab a couple of cusions to prop them against the sofa and then go to press play.
now...at this point...with a full belly...a nice little pillow/sofa set up and an hour of the very best television ahead of me...i am a content man.
i am so content that i feel the need to make a little noise...some sort of signal to tell the world that michael wheeler is a content little lad at the moment.
so...i lean back...i inhale a bit...i press play...i exhale...and with the exhale i say....'ahhh mamma mia'.
now...let us get something clear. never in my 21 years have i used mamma mia as some sort of signifyer of a satisfied mind.
i have never neutralised a pugnacious itch and exclaimed 'mamma mia'. i have never finished an amazing book or got the end of a great film or album and said 'mamma mia'. i have never gazed upon a golden sun setting over rolling hills and cried 'mamma mia'. i have never climaxed and screamed 'mamma mia'. i have never had a sip of sweet bombay sapphire gin and whispered 'mamma mia'. i have never ever ever done anything and then said 'mamma mia'
but this time i did. this time my friends i decided to say 'mamma mia'.
so i start to fast forward to the programme, past the adverts
and you know what happened as my voice dies down...just as the 'ia'...drifts off into the room....
....an advert for mamma fucking mia pops up on the screen.
a film that was out months ago and is now inexplicably coming back on to the adverts...just as i say 'mamma mia' for the first time in my life.
so it looks like im psychic. any questions you want to ask...any worries, queries about the future...don't hesitate to ask.
i'm here to share my gift guys.