Nina's eyes popped out of what was left of her back...

Hello readers and welcome to another Tuesday blog! Though rather than being for a reason, this one is just simply a day late.

I will begin with Tuesday…

I spent the morning pottering about before deciding to start reading Making Money by Terry Pratchett. Now although it sounds like a get-rich-quick sort of book it is in fact the latest novel in the Discworld series (number 35 I think!) I had received the book for my birthday along with others, but had not started it yet. I read the first few chapters before getting myself something to eat and heading off out to pick Donna up as we were going for a well overdue drink! We ended up in the Harvester next to The Plough in Monkspath (albeit only after I started making detours because I forgot where I was going whilst half-way there!... No seriously! In fact it happened the day after as well, but more of that in a bit.)

So anyway, we grabbed a table and ordered the drinks. After a good few hours we came to the conclusion that it was probably time to leave. We hopped in to my car and I dropped Donna home before coming home myself. I read a bit more of my book and went to bed.

Wednesday. I decided to have a lie in, since I was on half term, so I woke up but lay in bed reading before getting up at 11:00am! I spent the day checking Facebook, and playing various games on the PC via free game websites. (Hey, I know it’s a bit sad but that’s what happens when you’re at home all day without anything to do!)

In the evening I DIDN’T go down to fathers, no! I picked Kate up (that’s “college Kate” as I call her) from Dorridge and went to Solihull for a drink and to see “Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull” Now rather than blindly telling you all about it I will refrain in case you haven’t seen it and would like to. I will say, however that whilst the film is full of pace and Indiana goodness, it harbours the sour pip of unrealistisity (which is a word I have just made up, but think it has the makings of a brand new word so I would like you all to start using it appropriately, and immediately!)

Now after the film had finished it was time to go. So we got in my car and I started the journey back to Dorridge…
… Except I didn’t. I was on auto pilot and because every time I come through Solihull I am usually going to Adam/Marcus’ house that is where I stated heading off to before Kate asked me where the hell I was going. I turned round and headed for her house. I got home myself at about midnight. After grabbing a bite to eat I went to bed.

Thursday morning came along and I spent it doing a spot of reading. In the evening I went, as usual, to The Packhorse. Me and Lank found the comfy seats and awaited the arrival of everyone else.

After the booze and the laughter, it was time to call it a night. Lank dropped me back at about 12:20am and I went to bed.

Friday… I got up and had breakfast and watched a bit of telly. In the afternoon Gemma rang me to see if I fancied a drink in the Swan since we were both bored. (for the benefit of Jo, John, Carl, or Adam, the Gemma in question isn’t “our” Gemma, it’s Jasons Gemma I am writing about.) So off we went, with the promise of Jason joining us after he had finished the washing up. After an hour or so Jason did indeed arrive. After another few hours of chatting to two random guys from the legion who came and sat at our table (the annoying b*****ds!) we decided to go home. We were contemplating having a BBQ but the sky looked a bit overcast so we did the only logical thing…

… Went back to the Swan!

And there we stayed, until about 11:30pm when we decided that we had drank enough booze to float a small boat on…

Ah. Sunday. I got up and had dinner… Roast Lamb… lovely! Before heading off to the sanctuary that is Wythall Legion for my usual stint of pint-pulling. At 7:00pm I came home for a bit to watch Doctor Who on catch-up TV before heading down to nans for tea. After Heartbeat I watched the last in the series of Ultimate Force. I never really got into it when it was first shown. The writing is a bit dodgy and the acting is a bit wooden, but it’s good for an hour of mindless shooting and things going bang.

At 10:30pm I came home.

I awoke Monday morning and went to work. The day went as one would expect and at 3:00pm I got ready to do a bit more painting of the set for the school play. The trouble was that I can’t really spray-paint in school so I decided to lug everything in to the back of my car and do it at home. I managed to get a bonnet and a bumper in to the back of the Mondeo and bring it home where I spent an hour spraying. It looks quite nice, but then the rain came and I had to hide everything in the shed!

In the evening I went over to Adams with John. He bought a DVD called Garth Marenghis’ Dark Place. It is a satirical piss-take of ‘80’s horror drama. The (false) premise is that back in the 80’s Garth Marenghi wrote a screen play set in Darkplace Hospital. Channel 4 then supposedly cancelled the show for being too “radical” and it is only now that the series is finally being shown with interviews from the modern day “cast” of the show (bear in mind that this is completely made up.) The style of comedy is like a darker “mighty-boosh” (in fact Noel Fielding and Julian Barratt make appearances) but not quite as zany or surreal. It is deliberately badly edited and poorly dubbed in places to give it a very “crossroads” quality to it.

Check it out below...




At 11:30pm we called it a night and we left. I dropped John off and came home to bed.

And that is where I will leave you, readers. TTFN