Occulomency

Shame on Mosley for not resigning

Went to Hardwick with the antipodean visitors this weekend, guess who we saw in the grounds? This is the last of these, promise.

Pookas (yep, watching that film again)

Guess what son of mine did today?

Yep, it was a nice day out at the Great Central in Loughborough, it wasn't the steam gala weekend I had thought (that's next weekend), but it was good fun.

First off we attempted to get a train at Rothley, but due to an amazing amount of flooding, we couldn't get there so we headed to Quorn.

By the time we got there, son of mine was a bit peckish. Well we ordered a bacon sarnie each and I enjoyed a small pint of Guinness.

When the sarnies arrived, they were bigger than human sized.No matter, son of mine demolished it in record time.

So, we looked at engines, coaches, trucks and trains and had a great time generally.

I had a bit of a go on Forza this arvo, and made pizza whilst the rain can tumbling down again. Now we're sitting on the sofa, watching one of my all time favourite films, munching fruit and nut and I'm about to crack a nice bottle of red.

Lou Reed knows a song about today.

Regrets?

I really did behave quite badly at times when I worked at Casino. A bored and unhappy Number 6 is not a pretty thing. I think back to how I acted with Greg and feel more than a bit ashamed. Perhaps Mr M could pass that on, or just give him this URL, if the latter is the case. Sorry Greg, I'm not usually that bad....

Still, Canterbury the Wonder Skeleton was pretty funny......

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congratulations to Kirsty and David on their wedding. It doesn't need saying that I wish we could have been there with you.

Didn't get the library job. Hopefully the next interview will pay off.

Shiny and frakin' awful....

Happy Birthday Duncan for yesterday!

Now the shiny.....

The Cylons were created by Man.

They were created to make life easier on the Twelve Colonies,

And then the day came when the Cylons decided to kill their masters.

After a long and bloody struggle, an armistice was declared.

The Cylons left for another world to call their own.

A remote space station was built...

...where Cylon and Human could meet and maintain diplomatic relations.

Every year, the Colonials send an officer.

The Cylons send no one.

No one has seen or heard from the Cylons in over forty years.

The miniseries is really very very shiny. Get it.

Not going to do another post until late in the weekend by the look of it. I'm off to Longreach and Charleville for x-ray operators workshops (well I might can Longreach, I'll see what happens tomorrow....) My plan is to do the next post about the new series of doctoroo which I'll be bit-torrenting on Sunday morning to watch on Sunday night. It would also be mighty shiny of people not to phone me on Sunday night, or I might have to kill them.

The new series starts off with an episode called 'Smith and Jones" where we will meet the new companion Martha Jones, according to the BBC:

When John Smith is found lying in a hospital bed, with a strange twinkle in his eyes, medical student Martha Jones finds her life turned upside-down. In no time at all, a lightning storm sends the Royal Hope Hospital to the moon and Martha must cope with the fierce Judoon, a blood-sucking plasmovore and a strange blue box. And soon she realises John Smith isn't really who he says he is...

Other episodes are called "The Shakespeare Code", "Daleks in Manhattan", "The Lazerus Experiment", "42", "Human Nature", "Family of Blood", "Blink", "Utopia" and "The Sound of Drums".

Don't yet know much about any of them beyond the titles, but from the guest star list, providing they have got Martha right, we'll be in for a good 13 weeks of Galifreyan high jinks..

Casino Beef Week cancelled

"After 25 years, an iconic beef industry event in northern New South Wales has ended because of a lack of volunteers.

The Casino Beef Week attracts tens of thousands of visitors to the region each year for the crowning of the Beef Week Queen.
Chairman of the promotional committee Terry Serone says it was an agonising decision."

It's just a bit difficult to know what to say.

Why?

To any form of caravan, whether self propelled or not, we must unite and say no! I urge all of my loyal followers to rise and say, proudly

"Our Sovereign Lord the King chargeth and commandeth all persons, being assembled, immediately to disperse themselves, and peaceably to depart to their habitations, or to their lawful business, upon the pains contained in the act made in the first year of King George, for preventing tumults and riotous assemblies. God Save the King."

Oh, hang on, that's the riot act isn't it....

OK, try this....

"Everything you see exists together in a delicate balance. As king, you need to understand that balance and respect all the creatures, from the crawling ant to the leaping antelope."

Oh bollocks, that's the Lion King....

I'm slightly surprised that anyone would wish to defecate in a bucket whilst on holiday, or indeed at any time at all.

On a lighter note, during the design process for the new Mini, Rover presented BMW with two full size models.

Examining the five door version, BMW management brightly noted that, if the three door was the 'Mini', then this one could be the 'Maxi'. Rover management had to explain, in the nicest possible way, why this was a really bad idea.