I slept reasonably well I
suppose. Over brekkie I watched another episode of “Bottom” in which out
heroes enjoyed “Sprouts Mexicaine” and found that little Dave Hedgehog’s
daughter Doreen wasn’t actually Satan.
I sparked up my lap-top to see
what (if anything) had been going on in cyberspace overnight. Yesterday
evening I’d read an advert on Facebook on one of the local selling pages. Would
I like to lose ten kilogrammes in a month? I asked how much it would cost and
had received a private message of a whole load of corporate-speak. I again
asked how much, and this morning was told it would be a shade under two hundred
quid. Two hundred quid? I can lose weight by counting the calories and going
hungry, and spend the savings on Lego.
With nothing
else of note going on I got dressed and set off to work. As I drove through a rather dark morning I listened to the radio.
Today's guest editor was Angelina Jolie who started the show off with a denial
of an article run by yesterday's guest editor. Yesterday the pundits had been
talking about the plight of some Arabian princess who was supposedly in fear
for her life. Today they wheeled on this princess's solicitor who denied
everything that had been broadcast yesterday (even though this chap admitted
to never having seen her). There were several other articles which didn't
grip my attention at all, and there was a rather harrowing expose on female
genital mutilation in the Democratic Republic of Congo which I thought was
rather graphic for ten past eight in the morning.
"Thought
for the Day" was given by the world-famous archbishop Desmond Tutu who
was a grave disappointment. He droned on and on, and he might as well have
repeated the phrase "blah, blah, platitude" for five minutes
for all the sense he made.
I wonder if
the BBC might be better off re-thinking the idea of having guest editors; so
far they haven't made for very interesting radio.
I stopped off at Aldi for jam and went in to
work. During a tea break I phoned my mum - it is her birthday today. She seemed
well, which was a result.
Work was rather busy, and with
my bit done I came home to find "er indoors TM" had made a
rather good bubble & squeak which we scoffed with cold meats and stout. As
we scoffed we watched the Christmas episode of “Trollied” which is apparently the last
one which will be made. On the one hand it’s a shame they are calling time
on such a good show. On the other hand it is good that the thing ends on a high.
We then watched “Alice in Wonderland”;
a rather good film which I have watched before (on
Thursday 17 January 2013) but apart from it featuring Matt Lucas as
Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum I didn’t remember it at all. It was rather good…
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