Showing posts with label Tired of everything really. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tired of everything really. Show all posts

Friday, December 18, 2009

On with the boots, back out in the snow


That's it with The Restaurant for me. After that absolute travesty of a result, it can no longer be taken seriously. If it returns, which I very much doubt it will, I won't be watching. The guy can't even cook. How did they come to that decision?

On another note, I was disappointed by the paucity of snow down SW11 way this morning. It's all over NW1 and there's call after call from those who purport to be snowed in. Lucky old them.

But it was snowing when I left the house, so it was on with the ipod and straight to the Christmas pop playlist. But it's odd. It's snowing, Stop The Cavalry fills my head but I still don't feel that Christmassy. I think what was my festive fave has been hijacked and therefore ruined by Argos this year since about October, so it's lost its once-a-year appeal. Then I remembered I'd not heard Mike Oldfield's he-played-all-the-instruments-himself-you-know tour de force In Dulce Jubilo and realised that that's my new favourite instead. So all is not lost.

But I still don't feel so festive. I think it's that we're simply not used to having snow at Christmas on the whole, so to hear those songs while snow is falling is highly incongruous. It's somehow wrong.

Perhaps today's giant-sized Christmas lunch might get me in the mood. I need a sherry.

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