‘The Meaning of Monty Python’

(warning-  this post features gratuitous Python references) Last night I was lucky enough to be at the O2 Arena to watch the Monty Python Reunion show and once the pain in my face had subsided from smiling and giggling, it has left me with a deep sense of satisfaction and happiness. Also, a huge sense of relief, as although I'd been eagerly anticipating the show, I was concerned that maybe trying to recapture something of the past would end awkwardly and they may somehow tarnish their reputation. It most definitely did not and if anything it reinforces the idea that nostalgia is not misty eyed longing for the past because it was better, it is bringing the best of what you loved into the present moment and relishing in that simple joy. Especially if that was childlike mischief. I'm not one prone to nostalgia, hyperbole or fangirl behaviour so my praise is entirely ...