General roundup.
Thursday, May 21st, 2009 02:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
caddymanI should be working, but hang it all, I haven’t done a proper round up for ages, and I know how important it is for the world to read, mull and endlessly debate the minutiae of my life with un-dimming fascination.
It’s been a busy week so far, but quite productive. We have managed to get a decision from herself and have issued the Amending Determination. That unholy mess sorted, we now take a day or so to breathe before bending our brains around the unholy mess resulting from it. It’s not often in policy terms that we manage to launch the Titanic and the iceberg down the same slipway, but there you go.
Yesterday evening was the first one of the week where we managed to just chill. After last week’s missed games session, I was home in time to sort things out on Monday for a session; only to start getting antsy around 7.30 when no-one had arrived. They arrived about 7.31. A good game session was had – a record 384 Ninja Burgers delivered in one go, the opposition firmly squashed and only a major pile up on the A1 to worry us and even that got blamed squarely on Samurai Sushi and Kensington Catering so, result. Next time we are, I believe, changing systems to something Ghost busterish.
Tuesday Furtle and I went to the Leicester Square Theatre to see Stop Messing About a Kenneth Williams Review based upon a couple of radio episodes from his show of the same name from around 1970. They used original scripts and it showed. The cast was uniformly excellent, particularly the chap who played Hugh Paddick, but some of the jokes must have been coughing up blood in 1970. Nonetheless, an excellent evening and I shall keep an eye out for further reviews by the same group. The night was nearly spoilt by the fact that we had a pig-in-a-suit suiting behind us and his continual grunting and truffle hunting laced with occasional commentary to his very tall, very young, short bleach-haired friend, who could have been his toy boy or grandson. It was not clear.
Yesterday we stayed in and watched accumulated telly torrents, having prepared a rice thing with chicken breast. It was very tasty. We made another batch of vegetable soup, too.
Mmmm: Slurry.
The result of all this is that I feel a little tired today. I am hoping to skive off work relatively early so I can have a short restorative doze, as tonight is quiz night and we have last week’s winnings to drink (again!).
Usual rules apply: if you’re in the area and feel like an evening’s quizzing, pop along – it would be good to see people. If not, well that’s OK too.
I suppose I better do some work now.
It’s been a busy week so far, but quite productive. We have managed to get a decision from herself and have issued the Amending Determination. That unholy mess sorted, we now take a day or so to breathe before bending our brains around the unholy mess resulting from it. It’s not often in policy terms that we manage to launch the Titanic and the iceberg down the same slipway, but there you go.
Yesterday evening was the first one of the week where we managed to just chill. After last week’s missed games session, I was home in time to sort things out on Monday for a session; only to start getting antsy around 7.30 when no-one had arrived. They arrived about 7.31. A good game session was had – a record 384 Ninja Burgers delivered in one go, the opposition firmly squashed and only a major pile up on the A1 to worry us and even that got blamed squarely on Samurai Sushi and Kensington Catering so, result. Next time we are, I believe, changing systems to something Ghost busterish.
Tuesday Furtle and I went to the Leicester Square Theatre to see Stop Messing About a Kenneth Williams Review based upon a couple of radio episodes from his show of the same name from around 1970. They used original scripts and it showed. The cast was uniformly excellent, particularly the chap who played Hugh Paddick, but some of the jokes must have been coughing up blood in 1970. Nonetheless, an excellent evening and I shall keep an eye out for further reviews by the same group. The night was nearly spoilt by the fact that we had a pig-in-a-suit suiting behind us and his continual grunting and truffle hunting laced with occasional commentary to his very tall, very young, short bleach-haired friend, who could have been his toy boy or grandson. It was not clear.
Yesterday we stayed in and watched accumulated telly torrents, having prepared a rice thing with chicken breast. It was very tasty. We made another batch of vegetable soup, too.
Mmmm: Slurry.
The result of all this is that I feel a little tired today. I am hoping to skive off work relatively early so I can have a short restorative doze, as tonight is quiz night and we have last week’s winnings to drink (again!).
Usual rules apply: if you’re in the area and feel like an evening’s quizzing, pop along – it would be good to see people. If not, well that’s OK too.
I suppose I better do some work now.