2010 — 14 June: Monday
It was raining a few minutes ago as yesterday became today. I am knackered and am heading up the stairs to Bedfordshire. But the upstairs rooms are (more or less) ready for the plumbing work. I'm off up to London in the afternoon — report to follow.
G'night, at 00:18 or so.
The "less" in the phrase above...
... kept me from my bed for a further hour, but I couldn't do any more prep without more hands on deck, as it were. It's now 07:57 and I've decided I need a vacation. Or a vocation, perhaps? Still, the rain has stopped, though the latest leak drips on.
Kiss kiss bang bang
Having mentioned "Sherlock Holmes" (the new Guy Ritchie film) I could also note that I lent Brian in return my now-spare DVD copy of "Kiss kiss bang bang" (not just a handsome mug...
... I commissioned1 for Christa in the mid-1970s!) as he said he rated Robert Downey. But I fear it didn't go down well at all. Particularly, it seems, the rather mannered performance from Val Kilmer. No matter. He's attending to the leak as I type (it's 09:33) sitting here at the relocated PC I've stuck in front of the downstairs A/V stack. There's Rameau on the radio, too.
Right! Lunch is packed. Time (11:14) I wasn't here as I now need to be there if I'm to get from there to where I'm actually going. I shall leave Brian to hammer and saw away to his heart's content. All the (old) upstairs radiators are now things of the past, apart from the one in the bathroom. Wonder what I'll find when I return? More later.
Good golly, Miss Molly...
... how did rail fares and cinema prices get so high without me noticing? It's now 19:58 and I think an evening meal takes top priority just now...
So now I can say I've been to the largest Imax screen in the UK (at the BFI, on South Bank) and re-watched "Avatar" in 3D. Not too shabby :-) But standing room only on the train journey back, which gave my spine a chance to unkink having sat on one of the least comfortable cinema seats (or "brand new plush seating") I've yet experienced. Lumbar support? No chance. (And why do they sell popcorn? And why do people eat the stuff?)
A change is as good as a rest
Looking back, I see I've managed to spend a month on all this groundwork for the plumber. Now that I've done all I can, I'm almost at a loss... so I've just treated myself to the next two episodes of True Blood season #2 having first tried, and given up on, the extremely strange 1979 film "Anti-clock" by the late Jane Arden and Jack Bond. I've also fielded a plaintive query from Peter asking about the power supply cord for Christa's sewing machine (which I'm pretty sure is tucked away in the base, but what do I know? — my only regular involvement was to re-thread / re-load the badly-designed bobbin for her on demand).
Suddenly it's already nearly midnight.