Very busy weekend, a lot of it spent driving. Phil finally found a great car, and we went to Coventry fairly late last night to buy it – and this was after driving to Warwick the day before! Anyway, we got home at about 11:30 last night, absolutely shattered.
The ending to Doctor Who was very good, with a nice unexpected twist (no spoilers, you know what I mean if you watched it). But I hatehatehate the Casanova guy. Not personally, I just want Christopher Eccleston back. I liked his Doctor: strong personality with a dark, dangerous edge. Not like your camp old “funny” uncle, which I think what’s-his-face is going to be. I don’t want camp and lightweight – I much prefer a Doctor who can be scary underneath the jokes.
Under the category of things you see when you don’t have a camera: the other day Phil and I were walking back to the house, I think after having picked up some chicken at the chippy. Ahead of us was an extremely wide girl pushing a baby. She was wearing the lowest-slung trousers that I have ever seen, and the top of her thong (buried between these MASSIVE white cheeks like a pair of boiled brontosaurus eggs) was at least four to six inches above the waistband. She kept reaching around to hitch them up as she walked, whenever they were on the verge of completely falling off. Now, I don’t think that everyone has to be a stick insect. I am no longer a stick insect, so I wouldn’t point fingers. But, really, did you actually stand in front of a mirror, look at your behind in those size 46 jeans, and hike your thong a little higher? Ack. It was an amazing sight.
Ah, well, back to work. Presently investigating WTVML for Sky Interactive content, and reading my new Call to action book. GREAT book.