My weekend fun

I was supposed to get paid today. Due to a quirk with my bank, however, I got paid Saturday. Not that I’m complaining, made it easier to get the things I need to get paid done.

Having been knackered all week, naturally my body clock insisted I get up at 8:30 and not be able to get back to sleep. I did my shopping online (as getting it delivered is infinitely easier than trudging through town laden down with bags/paying for a taxi), dropped off my washing at the launderette (service wash, saves me having to iron it) and headed into town.

Wandered round, picked up a few things, got another Deathly Hallows necklace then headed of to do some film making.

There was a music festival in town on Saturday, and one of the things they ran in tandem with it was film making. It’s been too long since I did any filming, it was free, so I went for it. Originally, I was the only person there. Someone wandering along asked what was happening and joined in, then we were met by more people.

Sadly, all I was able to do was operate the camera, which served to merely remind me why I never liked operating a camera (I always much preferred writing and editing). We decided to make a short promo for the festival so, naturally, we completely failed to actually film and bands performing. We were hunting for a couple of giant pigeons (as in people dressed up as pigeons) which put me in mind of this:

Despite only operating a camera on occasion, it was good fun and I really, really want to get back into it. Just to work out how…

One thing I did get was my dads birthday present. My dad is an absolute fucking nightmare to buy for (I usually and up getting him a F1 book of some description) and there was a market in town where someone was selling organic craft beer. So I got him a four pack of that.

Met up with a couple of friends for a drink then went to the union to get my passport photos done.

This was slightly annoying, not just cos I have having photos taken but because I had to walk about with change. It costs a fiver from the machine, so why can’t they accept change?

Had a couple of pints while watching the football scores coming in (both Manchester clubs fucked up my acca) then headed home. Watched Agents of SHIELD (for the third time that week. I may already be obsessed) then turned over to BBC1 for Atlantis.

I promptly wished I hadn’t bothered.

I din’t know what was worse, the ropy CGI, the bad acting, the piss poor writing (it was fucking ridiculous how often they mentioned Atlantis, despite not really having to) or the complete and utter disregard for Greek Myths and Legends. I think the only reason Mark Addy was cast as Hercules was because he was in Game of Thrones. Then they decided to make the character a drunk coward. Seriously. 12 tasks of Hercules guy? Him. And just what the fuck is Pythagoras doing there at all?

The main character is from our time. Yet he’s so clueless about Greek myth (the only thing he seems to know is that Pythagoras is the triangle guy). Seriously, why did it take someone else to point out about the using thread to find your way out of the labyrinth trick?

I’m not sure what’s worse. That it’s going to be on for another 11 weeks or the fact that the money that was wasted on this could have been spent on something good.

I then watched other stuff (can’t remember what exactly, except for a bit of the new Dave Gorman show on Dave) then went to bed.

Now, admittedly, I had to get up early on Sunday for my food delivery but not 9am…

I went to pick up my washing and drop off another bag, came home, watched Sunday Brunch (which I’ve become addicted to on a Sunday) then my food arrived. Along with, finally, my vodka.

I’ve decided it’s probably a good idea to have alcohol that isn’t lager in Forbes Actual in case someone comes round who doesn’t like lager. So I decided to start with vodka and whisky, the two spirits I actually do drink.

Last month I ordered a small bottle of both (the whisky is a blend), however it transpired that they forgot to take the security tag off the vodka so I didn’t get it. Which turned out to be a blessing. This month you could get 2 bottles of selected spirits for £25. So instead on a small bottle of vodka, I got a 75cl bottle of Stoli and a small bottle of 10 year old single malt.

However, I was also, as it turns out, an idiot. I thought I had ordered a tube of tomato paste (which I need for making spag bol) but it turned out I bought garlic paste. I’ll but some tomorrow and I’ll just use some of the garlic paste as a trial. (I tend to get the tomato paste with garlic in it so it probably won’t be that different.)

Watched some NCIS (there’s not enough TV shows, books or films with characters called Jethro) then picked up my washing. Went for a wonder round town (don’t like being cooped up all day) then home for a Game of Thrones marathon. Watched two episodes on my hard drive so I was caught up for the two shown on Sky Atlantic. It’s weird watching them on that channel. HBO doesn’t have commercials, so they’re kind of thrown in anywhere. It’s the same as watching Doctor Who on Watch or Top Gear on Dave. (Or Agents of SHIELD on Channel 4 where they stick d breaks wherever they want rather than where they should go).

And that was pretty much my weekend. I’ve also just remembered why I don’t tend to do these types of entries. I managed to bore myself, so FSM knows how you got through it.

Will