My sister texted me earlier and asked a question for a friend she was visiting: who wrote the book Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. I hate situations like that. I knew that it was somewhere in my brain. I knew it was someone who I knew. But I just couldn’t bring it out. I did note that I don’t like it and so I knew that it wasn’t Roald Dahl or E B White. Anyway, after telling her that I couldn’t remember, I looked it up and then I remembered: Ian Fleming. And that explained it because he was not a very good writer.
This led to a secondhand argument about the the quality of Ian Fleming. Look, I’m willing to admit that Fleming came up with something new. It wasn’t interesting or good, but it was new. Most people are capable of coming up with new bad things, but credit where it is due. Just the same, he is nothing compared to John le Carré and Robert Ludlum. Anyway, I also don’t like the movie. But this whole episode got that damned song going through my head. So I figured I’d pass it on to you: