The next morning, Arina came to pick us up and drive us to the airport -- we made good time and got there around noon. The place was swamped with security and police armed with some serious looking guns. All to do with Bush's visit, although I wasn't aware that he'd chosen to land at Luton ;-)...We checked in and then spent the next 40 minutes duty free shopping. Apart from the usual cosmetics and perfumes, I picked up a floppy hat from Accessorize and a book detailing the medical history/pathology of the British kings and queens from Harold Godwinsson to George VI...nice and morbid! Of course, I already knew that Edward II died from the insertion of a red-hot poker up his bum, but I hadn't really thought about the method required to get that poker there, and what it did to his rectum.
At Schiphol, Anneke and I went our separate ways. The cats were beside themselves with joy when I crossed my own threshold again, and I soon felt right at home.
Went back to work the next day, and from that moment on it was the same old, same old...Holland beat Scotland 6-0 in the play-offs, which means football mania will hit again next summer, Wednesday's anti-Bush rally brought a record 70,000 protesters to London on a weekday, and two more bombs exploded in Istanbul. Saturday's bombings had left us reeling when we were informed that they had claimed the life of a friend of one of Bobby's business partners' sister; this just made everything worse. I spent some time in Istanbul back in 1986; I can't imagine what devastation the bombings have created.
On a cheerier note, if there's one film you're going to see this Christmas, make it Love Actually. I went to see it yesterday and I have never laughed so loud. It's the ultimate feel good-movie this year, and the cast is awesome. When I woke up this morning, I was still smiling...
At Schiphol, Anneke and I went our separate ways. The cats were beside themselves with joy when I crossed my own threshold again, and I soon felt right at home.
Went back to work the next day, and from that moment on it was the same old, same old...Holland beat Scotland 6-0 in the play-offs, which means football mania will hit again next summer, Wednesday's anti-Bush rally brought a record 70,000 protesters to London on a weekday, and two more bombs exploded in Istanbul. Saturday's bombings had left us reeling when we were informed that they had claimed the life of a friend of one of Bobby's business partners' sister; this just made everything worse. I spent some time in Istanbul back in 1986; I can't imagine what devastation the bombings have created.
On a cheerier note, if there's one film you're going to see this Christmas, make it Love Actually. I went to see it yesterday and I have never laughed so loud. It's the ultimate feel good-movie this year, and the cast is awesome. When I woke up this morning, I was still smiling...
- Current Mood:
relaxed - Current Music:'Making Plans for Nigel' - XTC
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Good to hear, G - I was thinking about going to see this, as it is playing at the theater around the corner from my house. And the cast did sound pretty awesome.
Hope you're having a good weekend!
Jules
The sondtrack's great, too -- think I might actually go and get it.
I really don't want to ask (yet I do!).
Charles II died in agony as well, but his came from the fact that he was attended by no less than 7 'doctors' on his deathbed.
And one of the Georges died on the loo from a sudden rupture of the aorta (aneurysm).
In fact, Victoria was the first of your monarchs to die peacefully and of old age.
The cow horn sounds familiar now. There's a programme here called Spilt Blood which delves into all this stuff. It's rather good.
It's not just us! I've been to the torture museum in Amsterdam. There's some gruesome objects in there.
I've only managed to catch Beneath You on BBC2. They have some strange choices as for what to cut.
And they cut the neck-roll from BotN (or whatever episode it was that had Spike hunting again), that sexy neck-roll he does shortly before BuffyNot!Buffy tells him to "go ahead, you know you want to"!...And Anya didn't make the "halfway to Happyland"-comment...and numerous other arbitrary decisions that are seriously interfering with my enjoyment. So much so that I'm not even minding the fact that this week they've decided to give us snooker instead of Buffy.
I don't know what's wrong with me; I keep having trouble naming the eps in S7. Do you think I might be brain-damaged through focussing on Spike too much?