If you have been following me for a while, you may have noticed my love for all things British, especially television from the 1970’s onward. I blame my parents, PBS Canada and the British for having such an amazingly dry sense of humor which spurred this deep love that I feel towards them. Good thing I married an Englishman!
However, I digress.
One of my favorite TV shows has to be “Fawlty Towers”. This amazingly funny TV show ran from 1975-1979 with John Cleese at the helm for a total of 12 episodes. I can recite these 12 episodes verbatim. We watched them on TV AND had the audio cassettes of them. Man I was cool when I was a kid.
There is one episode of “Fawlty Towers” when Basil Fawlty (John Cleese), exhausted by the monumental disaster of the day he has had, finally gets to the task of hanging a picture in the lobby of his hotel. Every single thing that could have gone wrong with his day, did. Everything blew up in his face (as it usually did!) including dealing with a con man, an undercover police officer and hotel guests that were just too “demanding”. So, when he finally got that chance to put his picture up in his lobby, a hotel guest came in asking (yet again!) for his drink order to be taken and Basil Fawlty smashes the picture frame on his knee.
Why am I telling you this? Because I’ve had these days and nights! Who hasn't?! I have had monumental, disastrous moments when I can hear so vividly in my mind Basil Fawlty saying “Better get the picture up!” that I take a moment and laugh out loud.
I find that it’s in those moments where every plan, every detail, has just totally fallen apart that the only thing you CAN do is laugh. The only thing you CAN do is try and put that picture up again. So, here’s to every day when we wake up and try again, because in reality that’s our only option.