Wednesday, June 03, 2009

Bad blogger...

There's nothing worse than a blogger making their excuses for not blogging. It's as tedious as MPs flipping or claiming for ginger biccies and harping on about being within the rules. But... Life's just one big round of short film editing at the moment - and such is the nature of the beast that it's all very Groundhog Day. I'm even dreaming about editing. Groan. In other news I was so intent on making the most of the recent sunshine that my arms - and only my arms - have gone an unhealthy lobster colour. Groan. Watched The Apprentice semi-final tonight. Why is it that, even though every series has followed exactly the same template and there are no longer any surprises, that the participants don't appear to know what's coming next? Even Suralan announcing that only two of them would make the final was greeted with huge gawps of shock. Hull-born Yasmina Siadatan (yes, that is a typical Hull name and is right up there with Courtney, Britney and Chelsea) has made the final. She is one of those sorts with a perpetually downturned mouth and smiling seems a very painful exercise for her. So I want her to win (she should, her competitor is an android with no personality) if only to see the dour, somewhat surly expression on her face. In other other news, today I read Peace's 1977, following yesterday's devouring of Jake Arnott's He Kills Coppers. Both very grim page turners that will have me reaching for something comedic next.

1 comment:

Bazza said...

I thouroughly enjoyed Peace's 1977 and Jake Arnott's He Kills Coppers, but you read them in a day? no wonder you've no time for blogging.