Hello there,
I haven't been up to much since my last post, I spent most of Sunday reading while half watching the snooker. I saw the Jay again, flying round the trees on my road, he looks wonderful. Also got within about 8 feet of a fox on saturday night. I was meant to be meeting the missus but I had to just stop for a bit and watch him, he didn't seem terribly afraid. He sloped off eventually. On my way back on saturday night I got some chips and made sure I distributed some down my road for the foxes. The daffodils and crocuses have started sprouting on the grass, they'll be in for a shock when this cold weather comes in. Decided with the missus to go and book up in a posh hotel in London that she went to for a meal with her MD and some other people, she was raving about it so that'll be a nice treat soon. Going to go to Brighton next weekend too, been a while since I was down there, we can drive back via Beachy Head too. Looking forward to going to ashdowne forest llama park when it's a bit warmer, will be ace taking them for a walk through the woods.
Tried to watch Contact again last night as I'd watched it before and everyone told me it was ace, but I found to be boring, long and drippy bollocks. But I thought I should give it another chance as I watched it years ago and there will have been a good chance I will have been stoned while doing so in those days. Got bored fucking shitless two hours in and by christ it is fucking drippy, with her on the radio in the flashback scenes saying 'dad, are you there?' after he died. Watched a bit of Ray Mears before hand, not too arsed about his latest series, there's only a certain amount of root eating before it becomes rather samey. I saw him on a chat show on Sunday a couple of weeks ago, he was dressed all smart and it just looked very odd, you get so used to seeing him in his horrid khaki shorts and jumper. really showed him to be rather portly an arl, I doubt he's eating all that seed and root nonsense at home.
My lead artist is developing a very annoying habit of just standing behind me for a bit when he walks past. He either stands there and after about 5 fucking minutes wanders off saying 'looking good, very nice' or just reals off some fucking shite craic which I'm obliged to chuckle along to even though it isn't funny at all. I fucking hate people watching me work. Sadly the general office craic has really suffered since the artist lad left at the end of december. Hopefully we are getting a couple of other people in soonish so they might spice things up a little.
Ah, well, I suppose I should get back to work really, they want more 'drama' in my sky so I suppose I should be working on that. |
