You had plenty money 1922

Have admittedly tried to be as lazy as possible in the last few days.

Tonight, 1st preview of Wolfboy at Trafalgar Studios with Daniel Boys. Me and etmuse will be there to heckle.

Thursday, off to terrorise Falmouth with Meg and Jen. Where we're almost certainly going to overeat something chronic and menace a few National Trust properties. It happens, okay?

Jogging on saturday afforded a rather interesting sight. See, the owner of the field across from the lock's been renting it out recently - we've had dog trials and craft fairs and a few other things in the past few weeks. This time, went towards Pangbourne, saw a bunch of tents. Which is better than the caravan park that was the dog trials. On the way back, I had to stop to blink a lot. Bunch of red-coated britches-clad men in big floppy hats doing musket drill. With a bunch of non-red coated men lurking at the back of the field under a tree in the shade Further surveying of the tents revealed others clad similarly or in full skirted dresses over shirts if female. So, guessing Civil War re-enactors. Or something similar, but the britches and floppy hats and dress style look about right. not sure about the red coats, though. Asking the lock keeper and lads that work the cafe/do the gardening revealed 'Don't ask me, they never tell us, all I know is that there was a bunch of drumming earlier.'

However, going back to have another look (you can't see the field directly from the lock, you've got to go into the first field) revealed was possibly the most awww-inducing thing I've seen in ages. One of the men was walking along, no shirt but in his britches. Couldn't see if he was wearing hose and shoes due to the reeds and bushes along the edge of the river, so from a distance it looked like he was just wearing board shorts. However, trailing along behind him like a bunch of ducklings were 3 little girls who didn't even come up to his waist, scurrying to catch up, all in full-skirted dresses and shirts. So. Cute.

Anyone else watching Rev? Tom Hollander as an Anglican vicar who's been brought from country parish to a near-empty inner city cash-stricken London church (somewhere near Fulham from what I can tell). One where they researched and shadowed something chronic to get it right. Nothing like Vicar of Dibley, it's gently funny and sarcastic, little bit heart-wrenching in places. Everyone's been written as very rounded characters, no lazy stereotypes. Absolutely loving the Archdeacon, btw. First ep they had a bunch of parents suddenly turning up to get into the attached church school due to recent Ofsted reports, this one the clash between the evangelical church and his lot when the evangelicals move in on a trial basis whilst theirs is getting repaired.

hmm. Torchwood 4 is going to start shooting in January in the US. Keeping a beady and sceptical eye on it since Russell T Davies is apparently in charge still. Everyone in the media seems to forget that he didn't completely originate it, and has only been writer and showrunner since Children of Earth, where he proved conclusively that he didn't get the setup, tone or give two shits about the characters. Chris Chibnall was the showrunner of Torchwood in S1 and 2, not Russell. Classic rant from Jen was that 'Imagine what Tosh and Owen's deaths would've been like under Russell, since he's proven time and again that he likes to kill characters for dramatic effect, not whether it makes any sense within the storyline or not. Joss Whedon handles death better than Russell. To Russell, drama means angst and he always runs out of puff before finishing a story.'.

Knackered. Caffeine not helping. Have to start nano tomorrow (which means getting off my arse and charging/formatting my pda again and hunting down the just-in-case AAAs I have for the foldaway keyboard - have not used said PDA for a good couple of months). Been trying to insert more details for peace of mind but not really succeeding.

Tasks : get round to finding how long the Algiers -> Tunis train takes. Been meaning to do it for ages, just never got round to it even though it's technically the easiest of all the research.
Watch relevant bits of Enigma tonight for the Jeremy Northam factor and the fact that the first couple of scenes are actually *set* in Bletchley.
Figure out which CDs I want for soundtrack. Suspect there will be large amounts of swing and soundtrack music figuring in it due to era.
Ponder if it's worth sorting through icons folder and uploading new ones for darkisrising. How is it I have bugger all in the way of Peter Wingfield icons? Must hunt and stalk Highlander icon comms.
Resign myself to the fact that it's going to take me weeks to catch up on flist. And tv. Am already two eps behind on Robin Hood.
Need to figure out which musical I want to see, as Spamalot proved a welcome addition last year.

Oh, and Torchwood Babies are out to kill you with cute again for Hallowe'en.
Back from Ha-Ha's. Their moules marinieres contain bugger all garlic, but their chips as ever are glorious.

Lookit! Baby orangutangs!

SOD THE TIGER CUBS. I HAVE BEEN REDUCED TO WIBBLING SQUEE BY THE CUUUUUTE THAT IS THE SUPERIOR BEINGS.

:brings forth the bananas and spare tyres and library books and Dewey Decimal system for them to play with:

:pokes the tiger cubs warily, then shoves them to one side and contemplates selling them to the nearest chinese medical practitioner:

:raises eyebrow: What? They're going to grow up to be really big bastard predators. Orangutangs, on the other hand, are cooler than you will *ever* hope to be in your form as Homo Sapiens Sapiens.