I could have gone to bed
slightly earlier than I did last night, but Monty Python and the Holy
Grail was on the Sky Arts channel (!). I have seen that film
so many times - it was actually the second film we watched on the VHS
recorder/player we hired back in 1985. I've lost count of the amount
of times I've seen it, but once more couldn't hurt.
And so.... the weekend's
gone again. For all that Saturday's films were a tad iffy and that
yesterday was rather quiet, the weekend that's just gone wasn't a bad
one really.
I liked getting my paints
out yesterday: I must do it again. I really would like to find some
bigger canvases: if any of my loyal readers know where I can pick up
a canvas which is 18 x 24 inches (and cheap!), please let me
know. And, whilst I'm asking, if any of my loyal readers know of a
supplier of Bob Ross art supplies please let me know as well. My
local art shop has stopped supplying the stuff. I *can* order the
stuff on-line, but that would necessitate a trip to the post office
to pick up the delivery. And getting to Ashford's collection office
is a pain in the bum these days.
And if any of my loyal
readers would like a "Badger Original" please let me
know. And if anyone would like to pass on the word about "Badger
Original Landscapes", please feel free. The trouble with
painting is that you end up with paintings. Obvious, I know, but I
need to shift the existing paintings to clear space for any new ones.
Today was painful -
whilst swimming on Saturday I managed to fall over and land on my
bum. My chuff still hurts. Also whilst swimming I managed to do
something to my left knee which is still sore.
I also have done
something to my gob: I think I yawned too hard on Saturday evening,
and I've strained something. The bit where the jaw meets the rest of
my head feels swollen and my gob doesn't close properly. I expect it
will all get better eventually.
This evening saw the
launch of the BBC's "Stargazing
Live": for all that our astro club ran a very successful
event in conjunction with the program last year I didn't watch it at
the time. Perhaps I should have. So this year I did. Or that is I
watched tonight's program. Or that is I tried to watch tonight's
program. After twenty minutes I was rather conscious that for all of
the spectacular pictures and amazed noises from the presenters,
nothing had actually happened. The interview with Gene Cernan was
interesting enough I suppose. But from my perspective, the show was
streets behind any meeting of the astro club.
However, it would be,
wouldn't it? It was all rather "wow!! space !!! science!!!"
The program was clearly made for the general/mass interest. Will I
watch the rest of the week's programs? Having fallen asleep after
three quarters of an hour, probably not...
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