2007 — 12 June: it's a quiet Life1
Slightly further into the weekly routine; newspaper and Radio Times2 digested, breakfast digesting, small mountain of CDs to digest. Off we set. 954 and (still) counting. But (if the number of boxes can be relied on) I am now just over the peak and on the downhill slope. Where are all the boxed sets, though? Now, there's a good question.
Meanwhile, She has two minor medical appointments today, and sees Her surgeon again tomorrow for — we muchly hope — Her final sign-off. What a busy girl!
Yesterday's "Humph" quote, lest you wondered, marked the return of the radio show I'm sorry I haven't a clue in jolly good form. I especially enjoyed the computer praising Stephen Fry's cleverness.
Lest I forget... department
Not only has stuff been flowing down the Amazon route but, during the trip to sort out my bank(s) yesterday I also stumbled across a few bits'n'bobs. Here's news of the latest little pile:
- Funland which I mostly missed last year — I was busy, you know
- Very Bad Things which I recorded recently off-air, but thought (at £3) I could risk it
- Breaking in by Nicholas Jarecki; 20 film directors and how they got their start
- Comics Journal #282 with a neat Alison Bechdel cover and interview, plus one with Fred Guardineer. This is the April issue, dammit!
- Tintin and the secret of literature by Tom McCarthy; deconstruction to (sometimes) the point of absurdity. Great!
- Tintin... pocket essential Overviews and plot summaries etc
Today's mini-adventure
My kindly retiring neighbour and I managed to squeeze in a return trip to — inter alia — Compton Hill, where I found a Cinnabar moth worthy of pixellation:
To be seen under our noses
Right here, in River City, in thumbnail form...
And if you'd like to see a bigger view.
And today's mystery object
In thumbnail form...
And if you need a bigger clue.