Little America, the anthology series on Apple TV+, came at the perfect time in our household, as we’d just finished indulging in Modern Love and were in the right head-space for the ‘different story every episode’ style. Little America takes the formula and applies it to immigrant stories across a broad range of ages and lifestyles and all walks of life in the US. There were eight episodes and it was wonderful how the same theme shone through them all – people don’t necessarily want hand outs, to take up too much space, or even necessarily to fit in.

I’m not sure this sequel lives up to its predecessor but it was fun enough to watch. It seemed to be more of a kids film than the first, which maybe had a few more levels. Here, we had quite long sequences of kids skating down the road causing chaos, and far too much quacking - either via duck whistle or in the middle of chants.

I’ve had a few disappointments over the last couple of weeks, so I wanted to listen to something I knew I would like - good old-fashioned 90s boyband pop. I fell for the manufactured BSB vs NSync rivalry back in the day but older and wiser I can now listen to it all and enjoy.

This album took so long to come to fruition! It’s been on our upcoming list for a couple of years but the release date kept being put back and back. Eventually, at last, it’s out in the world and was it worth the wait? Well, it’s certainly a lot better than I was expecting.

I heard a lot of good things about this book but I had to go for the audiobook option, read by Taron Egerton. Elton introduces his memoir by reading the introduction (and he voices the epilogue as well), but soon we are into the heart of the story with Taron doing an incredible job guiding us through Elton’s difficult early years, exciting early success, troubled drug decades, and post-sobriety contentment.

This book is a quirky little thing, but totally enjoyable. It took a little while to grow on me because initially, whilst I was absolutely seeing a lot of myself in the lovely Nina, I couldn’t quite see what was happening. But then I was halfway through and realised I was invested in a lot of things: the new ready-made family, the relationship with the quizzer, and the fate of the bookshop. Plus all conversations with the cat, Phil.

I wasn’t expecting too much from this movie, but we wanted something completely different to the previous film and I knew this was relatively well-liked and culturally referenced work. Plus, I like Emilio. It was a nice, family-friendly, sports film - competition, drama, people working through their issues, and eventually doing the right thing. I enjoyed it.

OKAY. Well. This was an experience. It’s one of the few films that we’ve watched where it was alright and almost enjoyable whilst watching but genuinely the second it ended, we started discussing, questioning, realising how terrible it was and growing to hate it. Quite remarkable.

Welcome to my first ever unrated album. The rules of the game are that I should listen to each album twice to make sure I’m not just making a snap judgement, and that those that grow on you a little have a chance to start to bed in. Unfortunately, I couldn’t get through this one a second time. I didn’t even attempt to, if I’m honest.

This is a reliably good album from Blossoms, they have a sound and they stick to it, so there’s nothing outrageous or unexpected as you travel through the ten tracks. It’s quite short, in this current climate of longer and more self-indulgent records, but it’s good.