Sunday, 1 July 2007

All ironed out

Sunday - and time to tackle a pile of ironing almost as high as the house. Started just after lunch - finished around eight this evening. The Diana concert was on all afternoon and evening - though only eldest daughter watched it all the way through. I suspect that, for most people not actually at Wembley, sitting through the whole lot would have necessitated a degree of coercion - possibly involving handcuffs. Didn't ever actually get as far as the coast today, what with one thing and another, so had to make do with a private viewing of the joyous and exhilarating 'Coast' on BBC 2 - today exploring one of my favourite bits of the eastern coastline, starting at Berwick-on-Tweed and thence northwards. And that Neil Oliver, eh? Hmmm. What a voice. The Bass Rock, Edinburgh, Arbroath Smokies ( . . . heaven on telly in a single hour.

And talking of fish, here's a rather scary (in the 'oh no - I buy some of these!' sense) list from the Marine Conservation Society, of fish to avoid buying, for fear of further depleting already endangered stocks . Luckily, an adjoining list shows fish which are in plentiful supply and which we can eat until we're sick with a completely clear conscience. Hooray!

Not content with having had me uncharacteristically glued to the telly for a solid hour, the good old BBC then excelled themselves by chaining me quite willingly - eagerly, even - to 'The Thick of It', part one (which I missed first time around) of the two-part 'special' . Quite difficult to think of many actors more thrillingly, dangerously watchable than Peter Capaldi. It really doesn't get better than this. I laughed so much I accidentally drank a couple of glasses of wine without thinking. Oops, so no run for me tonight, then. Ah, well, it's Sunday . . .

Oh, PS, didn't take pic of the twisted glass, but will do. And PPS, thinking of twisted glass brings to mind some twisted metal and actually somebody else did notice it, thankyouverymuch.

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