Same old, same old

Not been feeling too well recently and coupled with the fact that most of my spare time has been taken up doing a lot of freelance work I seem to have neglected posting anything here. Also I am a bit lazy at times and so it is far easier to post to twitter than here.

Went to see the third installment of Pirates of the Caribbean the other night. It wasn’t bad but at the same time I didn’t enjoy it as much as the previous two. I felt a distinct lack of tension throughout so perhaps it was the fault of the director.

Can’t really afford to go to the cinema again in the near future and that is a shame as I’d like to see The Simpsons, Shrek 3, Die Hard 4 and Fantastic Four 2 plus all those numbers are beginning to make my head ache.

Prison Break has almost finished on Five so I’ll gain an hour there.

And finally Dr Who, as expected, got into its stride with Human Nature. A superb episode, well written and with a scary feel that was worth waiting for. Can’t wait for the second part of the episode.

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Oh well, a weird week comes to an end

Spent the week feeling a bit out of it really. Have been struggling with a cold for a couple of weeks but this week it seemed to come to fruition – lots of sneezing, coughing and filling of handerchiefs.

I am also upset that Martin Allen has left the MK Dons to got to Leicester… get ready for lots of tabloid headlines about a Mad Dog amongst the Foxes. However, I’d like to wish him all the best, he managed to halt the slide down the tables of a team that one day will be quite good (yeah, why not).

Going to rest a bit more now. Next week kicks off with a Bank Holiday and then two days of almost solid meetings… deep joy

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That’s it, I am officially old!

Coming home last week from an event and I was listening to Steve Wright on Radio 2. (No, that’s not it, and Radio 2 isn’t for old people, with Russel Brand and co they have an eclectic mix of DJs). Still, back to my little narrative. Steve Wright plays a series of oldies, chosen by a listener, each afternoon. As I drove I thought I may switch the station as I didn’t really fancy listening to a bunch of old tracks, way before my time. However as the opening beats from the drum machine clicked in I felt as though I had been kicked in the stomach. Oldies? That was the Human League!

I think it may be time for me to hang up the guitar and get out the pipe and slippers.

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