November 5th 2008: an historic day; the 403rd anniversary of the last time a man entered Parliament with honest intentions. Let’s all hear it for Guido Fawkes, the demolitions expert who fluffed his last job and led to a greater number of annual safety warnings than any other man in history.
Apart from a couple of minor exceptions, there haven’t been many fireworks let off ahead of time in our area at least, this year. Tonight, however and I suspect, over the coming weekend, I shall have to keep Furtle well equipped with Bang-Hats as bonfire parties take off in earnest (rain permitting). I suspect that we shall be watching telly with the sound up and the blinds drawn tonight.
Yesterday we nipped down to the Vue cinema at East Finchley to watch Quantum of Solace. Hugely watchable, particularly the action sequences, but remarkably hard to follow as the plot is thinner than Parma Ham. Other than for the reason that it is a Bond movie and therefore obligatory, I find myself at a loss to see precisely what made the entire baddie base explode toward the end of the movie.1 Five out of ten, I think, largely because Daniel Craig is hard as nails and the action was good.
I didn’t stay up to watch the US election results come in this time. The previous two have been interestingly close. This time around, it was all over bar the shouting a couple of weeks ago. Once it became clear that even McCain thinks Palin is mad and he had had a senior moment in picking her as Republican Veep nominee, that was pretty much that. No-one wants a blinkered fundie just one heart attack away from the nuclear button.
Of course, if Hollywood and Morgan Freeman between them have taught us nothing else, and I think we know that they have, anytime after January’s inauguration, some horrible natural phenomenon will loom to endanger the world. Will it be related to global warming, an asteroid strike, or a problem with the earth’s core?
1I do not count this as a spoiler and am therefore not inclined to hide it. If I had suggested that the baddies’ base hadn’t exploded, that would have been a spoiler!
Apart from a couple of minor exceptions, there haven’t been many fireworks let off ahead of time in our area at least, this year. Tonight, however and I suspect, over the coming weekend, I shall have to keep Furtle well equipped with Bang-Hats as bonfire parties take off in earnest (rain permitting). I suspect that we shall be watching telly with the sound up and the blinds drawn tonight.
Yesterday we nipped down to the Vue cinema at East Finchley to watch Quantum of Solace. Hugely watchable, particularly the action sequences, but remarkably hard to follow as the plot is thinner than Parma Ham. Other than for the reason that it is a Bond movie and therefore obligatory, I find myself at a loss to see precisely what made the entire baddie base explode toward the end of the movie.1 Five out of ten, I think, largely because Daniel Craig is hard as nails and the action was good.
I didn’t stay up to watch the US election results come in this time. The previous two have been interestingly close. This time around, it was all over bar the shouting a couple of weeks ago. Once it became clear that even McCain thinks Palin is mad and he had had a senior moment in picking her as Republican Veep nominee, that was pretty much that. No-one wants a blinkered fundie just one heart attack away from the nuclear button.
Of course, if Hollywood and Morgan Freeman between them have taught us nothing else, and I think we know that they have, anytime after January’s inauguration, some horrible natural phenomenon will loom to endanger the world. Will it be related to global warming, an asteroid strike, or a problem with the earth’s core?
1I do not count this as a spoiler and am therefore not inclined to hide it. If I had suggested that the baddies’ base hadn’t exploded, that would have been a spoiler!