Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Bishop's Finger
This is probably a mistake, but here’s the post…
T’was so boring, I’m house bound due to injuries, I ended up cleaning – rubbish. Thankfully Jon was working in Chorlton and popped in during his lunch for a brew... welcome relief.
Today saw the relief of the diaries of the Egotistical Alistair Campbell – Twat – the telly says the diaries, at least what is published is old news, however one interview did amuse me at one point: Campbell, “I never wrote these diaries with the intention of publishing them”, Interviewer, “Did it come as a surprise when they came out in hardback then?” LOL – I did laugh.
I’m otherwise stressed - I think, despite the St. John’s Wort I’ve come out with a bad complexion, another reason maybe not to leave the confides of the house…
Some pictures from the BBQ on Saturday should be available on the Hyperdoopelator - although they did work initially when I checked later they weren’t appearing for some reason…
Tuesday was much of the same – however Beckie rang and mentioned that she had to go to Bolton for this and that and did I fancy going for a drive - I did but her motives between you and me puzzle me – there’s no thaw I think, though sometimes I almost convince myself otherwise – if feigned, her indifference is subtly done, most impressive… but yet she remains in contact… why? The most obvious reason would seem to be that it keeps guilt at bay? I don’t know maybe it’s something else, but what? Genuine concern possibly, but I don’t want charity then in that case. Women!
I hope this isn’t read by too many people.
I think my brain has slowed down - I’ve been ‘sipping’ okay swigging at some quality ales as I’ve wrote this and the songs that I’m listening to on the headphones (so they’re as loud as possible – but not enough) seem faster than normal – especially with the current track – Bowie’s China Girl ;-). It’s good beer though. Shepherd’s Neame – a Kentish ale, Bishops Finger and Spitfire… I was invited over Rolf’s tonight – a Cardiff lad resident near here and a regular touch Rugby player – but I’ve had o reject due to my current situation in various respects – I think I’ll visit Middlesbrough tomorrow, I know two people there and need a change. Maybe a job awaits up there, but the North East… or maybe the fates amass in the Big ‘C’ – Cardiff.
As mentioned earlier – a favourite quote of mine by an unknown critic was about the short lived sitcom ‘Rhona’ starring Rhona Cameron – the critic said of it: ‘The last time I saw something so wooden and fundamentally unfunny… it was being lowered six feet in to the ground’ – now that is Comedy Gold!
It also makes me think of Bob Monkhouse’s line… ‘When I told the I wanted to be a comedian, they laughed… well, (pause) they’re not laughing now!’
T’was so boring, I’m house bound due to injuries, I ended up cleaning – rubbish. Thankfully Jon was working in Chorlton and popped in during his lunch for a brew... welcome relief.
Today saw the relief of the diaries of the Egotistical Alistair Campbell – Twat – the telly says the diaries, at least what is published is old news, however one interview did amuse me at one point: Campbell, “I never wrote these diaries with the intention of publishing them”, Interviewer, “Did it come as a surprise when they came out in hardback then?” LOL – I did laugh.
I’m otherwise stressed - I think, despite the St. John’s Wort I’ve come out with a bad complexion, another reason maybe not to leave the confides of the house…
Some pictures from the BBQ on Saturday should be available on the Hyperdoopelator - although they did work initially when I checked later they weren’t appearing for some reason…
Tuesday was much of the same – however Beckie rang and mentioned that she had to go to Bolton for this and that and did I fancy going for a drive - I did but her motives between you and me puzzle me – there’s no thaw I think, though sometimes I almost convince myself otherwise – if feigned, her indifference is subtly done, most impressive… but yet she remains in contact… why? The most obvious reason would seem to be that it keeps guilt at bay? I don’t know maybe it’s something else, but what? Genuine concern possibly, but I don’t want charity then in that case. Women!
I hope this isn’t read by too many people.
I think my brain has slowed down - I’ve been ‘sipping’ okay swigging at some quality ales as I’ve wrote this and the songs that I’m listening to on the headphones (so they’re as loud as possible – but not enough) seem faster than normal – especially with the current track – Bowie’s China Girl ;-). It’s good beer though. Shepherd’s Neame – a Kentish ale, Bishops Finger and Spitfire… I was invited over Rolf’s tonight – a Cardiff lad resident near here and a regular touch Rugby player – but I’ve had o reject due to my current situation in various respects – I think I’ll visit Middlesbrough tomorrow, I know two people there and need a change. Maybe a job awaits up there, but the North East… or maybe the fates amass in the Big ‘C’ – Cardiff.
As mentioned earlier – a favourite quote of mine by an unknown critic was about the short lived sitcom ‘Rhona’ starring Rhona Cameron – the critic said of it: ‘The last time I saw something so wooden and fundamentally unfunny… it was being lowered six feet in to the ground’ – now that is Comedy Gold!
It also makes me think of Bob Monkhouse’s line… ‘When I told the I wanted to be a comedian, they laughed… well, (pause) they’re not laughing now!’
# posted by Owzyo (Cordero) : 7/10/2007 08:21:00 PM
