In another amazing experience I was privileged to experience, I frocked up, donned some heels, and set off to spend a couple of hours at Warner Bros Consumer Products office in Melbourne, to indulge in a bit of a high tea, and see what’s on the shelves to delight little cherubs the world over this Christmas.
Whilst Godzilla and Chippie were terribly excited about where I was headed, Monkey Boy of Teenagehood feigned apathy and mumbled a few things about “Marvel, Mum. Sheesh. What is wrong with you. Warner Bros is DC!”
As though I cared.
I could state that I didn’t know, but I have had such things lectured at me for the last few months, so I