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They don’t serve breakfast at Tiffany’s

September 5, 2014

This is true. The ship on which Mrs simonsometimessays and I recently took our Scandinavian cruise had a spot called Tiffany’s – something like the lounges on the larger hotels – in which you could be served with coffee and cake or cocktails at most times of the day. But not breakfast. This fact is a godsend, as it enables me to link to a favourite track – Breakfast at Tiffany’s by Deep Blue Something. I do love this song: as well as having a lovely echo worked into the production, it has a friendly rhythm, straightforward harmonies, a good solid melody and lyrics that have an underlying message of hope – just listen to the last line of the chorus.

The credit for noticing the irony in what I shall ever know as The Great Tiffany’s Conundrum belongs not to me, but to…

…well I have to pause here. I have to think about naming names in these pages. It’s all very well having struck up a friendship (I hope) with someone, but three weeks’ acquaintance does not entitle me to bandy their identities around the internet (and for all they know, this is being read by millions). Perhaps I should just use initials for the time being: the couple I have in mind can be referred to as “S & M”.

No, hang on, that’s not a good plan. It could so easily be misunderstood.

Let’s reverse it: “M & S”. No, that’s not much better: that would be giving free publicity to a certain retailer by putting their name in front of my readers, whom I have hitherto protected from product placement. (Actually, I am not sure about that, but let it pass.)

Hang it all: let’s risk it. The person who made me a present of the title for this post was Marian. Nothing to do with the eponymous Marian from this Sisters of Mercy track. I hope not, anyway. Marian, if (1) you read this, and (2) anyone else does, and (3) you get papped as a result, I unreservedly apologise.

I came to Breakfast at Tiffany’s rather late. I read Truman Capote’s novel first and came to the movie with the hope of great things. But I was quite unprepared for just how great a film it is. Audrey Hepburn was extraordinary; I’m sure that, like me, millions of men fell a little in love with Holly Golightly. Whether dressed up for the party, dressed down to go shopping, or sitting on the window ledge singing Moon River, that performance placed her at at the top of the Hollywood heap, and she’s yet to be dislodged.

Not Audrey Hepburn's best look

Moon River – as you probably know (and I like to think that you are all the kind of people who would know this) – is the work of Henry Mancini. He is also responsible for the instantly recognised Pink Panther theme. You might be surprised, though – as I was – at just how extensive his list of film music credits is. Listen to this – the “Cat and Mouse” theme from Victor Victoria – for which he won one of his four oscars.

I digress. But then, that’s rather the point of this blog, isn’t it? Mentioning breakfast has made me want some, so it’s time to finish. I am at Mum’s house this morning, with a slight chill in the air and a covering of cloud that make me think that we are Standing on the Edge of Summer.

Not Audrey Hepburn’s best look


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