Emerging briefly from beneath the mounds of paperwork that these days define my summers, and there's not much to tell.
To tell the truth, I've been reading quite a lot, and I can't say that I'm overly impressed by the recent literary efforts of Ben Aaronovitch. Books set in yer modern world don't help me much, and I'm constantly struggling with his tone. (Being first person narratives, I can't tell whether the main character or Aaronvitch himself is an annoying twat, for example).
Also, believing there to be a distinct lack of good Asterix fan sites, I have been looking into the possibility of doing one myself.
But then I found some which were actually rather good, so I decided not to bother.
On another tangent, I have been attempting to holiday plan in the face of overwhelming apathy.
I have found that the secret of a happy holiday firstly relies heavily on Ms Monoid getting her own way in everything. (A week is a long time when you are stuck miles from home with somebody who really doesn't want to be there and wants everyone to know it). Secondly, don't look forward to or plan on doing anything, because you won't get to do it.
With these two maxims in mind, I tried for Scotland but had to settle for Wales again.
Go figure.
Anyway, one thing I think I should mention here is how jaw-droppingly amazing the monochrome episodes of "Callan" are. In fact, the final episode of the second season is perhaps one of the most surprising and brutally intense pieces of television I have seen for some time.
I'm almost afraid to embark on the colour episodes now, as I don't see how they will possibly live up to the legacy of their monochrome cousins.
But then, how many monochrome television series can be said to have been improved by a transition into colour?
Contentious question?
Let the statistics speak for themselves...
