Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Fell asleep watching ultra-violent extreme Hong Kong film One Night In Mong Kok last night. Which says a lot about action films. Woke up just in time to watch Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmares. He's a Dalai Lama for the 21st century, that lad, with his inspirational chats about preparing broccoli soup and the like. I'd like to go on a night out with him and that other Dalai Lama for the 21st century, Alan Sugar. My, how we'd laugh about being able to sell crap technology by the bucket load. And how "having bollocks", Ramsay's favourite profiterol-shaped bodyparts, has been useful in the kitchen. Maybe Tenzin Gyatso could come along too.

We're off to London next week. Miraculously, we've managed to swing two free, rather swish, hotels. One, The Goring. The other, the London Marriott Grosvenor Square (which houses Ramsay's newest restaurant! The night out might be on!). They both confirmed our complimentary stays today. For the same night. Erm, help! We'll have to do that kerazey sit-com thing of running between the two places, eating in both restaurants, and sleeping in two beds, etc etc etc. It'd be like a classic episode of Saved By The Bell. Only without Zak and Screech.

An "armed" robber around these parts has been dubbed "The Hob Nob Robber". He left a packet of Hob Nobs at the scene of his latest crime. If I were a detective, I'd be straight down the biscuit factories. And are they sure it was a gun he was wielding, and not a recently dunked Digestive or Bourbon? He's no doubt down another Nationwide building society right now, packing a Kit Kat. And (there may be a link here) talking of biscuits...

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