Following getting home
rather late last night, my phone seemed to be having a catch-up
session. I was receiving text messages wishing me a happy new year
well into the small hours.
We got to kip shortly
after 3am, so I had a bit of a lie-in this morning; finally getting
out of my pit at mid day. A bit of brekkie over Facebook, and "My
Boy TM" and his entourage came to visit.
They too hadn’t been out of their pits very long on account of "My
Boy TM" having got "gazeboed"
last night. It was rumoured that he'd got though a double-figured
amount of pints of lager last night. I must admit that I'm seriously
considering giving up the beer altogether: spending large amounts of
cash just to make myself feel ill is becoming a seriously
unattractive proposition these days. Perhaps I'm getting old?
Before they left, we
spent a few moments looking at photos from yesterday's wedding before
they set off on their way, and I then spent a few moments mucking
about making video calls over Facebook to Folkestone; for no other
reason than because I could.
And then the rain
started. It would have been good to have done something today, but
the rain put me off going out. On Friday I;d checked the weather
forecast: back then the weekend was supposed to be dry: it rained
yesterday whilst we were at the wedding. It rained this afternoon
when we could have gone out and done something. The forecast for
tomorrow is still dry though. Let's hope so.
So whilst waiting for dry
weather we spent the afternoon slobbing in front of the telly
watching episodes of "Come Dine With Me"; finally
getting dressed sometime in the mid-afternoon. There was a minor bit
of excitement as "er indoors TM"
destroyed the kitchen window blind, but it was excitement that soon
passed. Which was probably for the best.
Not having had a film
night with friends for a few weeks, this evening we went round to
Chris's to watch some films. And much as I enjoyed meeting up with
friends, I must admit that I was disappointed by the films. "Super-8"
was difficult to describe because it wasn't a film: it was two halves
of different films. Having started making a film about a gang of kids
making a zombie film, it was clear that the film wasn't working so
half way through the whole "kids-zombie-film" idea
was dropped, and the film then became one about an alien invasion.
And (in all honesty) that didn't work either.
The second film, "Cowboys
and Aliens" was, as the title suggested, about cowboys and
aliens. It was watch-able enough I suppose: certainly better than
"Super-8". But both films lacked plausible aliens.
After all, if alien creatures are going to have sufficient
intelligence to develop technology to travel interstellar distances
(something which is decades, if not centuries beyond our
technology), then said alien creatures will not act like wild
animals.
But for all that the
films were naff, it's always good to spend an evening with friends.
I've missed our film nights. I do hope that we start doing them more
often....
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