I am currently half way through Wolf Hall, and I am so pleased I bought it – every page is a delight. Retelling the story surrounding Henry VIII and his desire to marry Anne Boleyn, and the political and church intrigue that results; our hero is Thomas Cromwell, whose nemesis is Thomas More, opponent to Reformation and persecutor of heretics.
Year: 2010
Now they have just finished stage 2 of the job, having reinsulated and boarded the entire loft. As a result, I now have 36 square metres of empty storage space.
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As I mentioned earlier, I had a visit yesterday from yet another chap to measure up and design my kitchen. This is after the company (who, for various reasons, I would like to use) had earlier quoted with some odd decisions on unit sizes. It was explained to me that this was a ball-park price, and they would send a designer.
Meanwhile, in today’s news, anti-war protester Brian Haw was one of two people arrested by police, as they cleared the area in preparation for the Queen’s speech.. The other protester was Barbara Tucker, who was arrested when she pointed out to the police that they didn’t have cause to arrest Brian.
Ever since my boiler got moved out of the kitchen, I have been planning a kitchen refit. My first decision was whether to do it myself, after some fashion, replacing doors and drawer fronts, or to have a new kitchen fitted. OK, that was a joke – the decision was whether to pay someone else to replace my doors and drawer fronts, or to have a new kitchen fitted. I’ve had 10 years here to do it myself, it ain’t going to happen.
However, now the final episode of AtA has aired – “which explains it all” – I was a little curious – not enought to watch the show, but sufficient to Google it.
Having done so, I have decided that I was right to pretend that the story ended with Series 2 of LoM, because if what I read is accurate, they just went and spoilt it.
Spoilers follow.
I used to like John Humphrys. I believe that there was a time when he was an truly incisive penetrating journalist. However, I feel he has now simply become pure ego, drunk on his own reputation, and given to interupting and haranguing every other word.
So I needed a flexible mount that is compact but versatile. I was persuaded to buy a Gorillapod, which cost me upwards of 30 quid. I’ve had it a couple of months, and I am still nervous of trusting my camera to its tenuous rubbery grip. It seems to work quite well wrapped around a gnarled tree branch or fence post, but not so good on a melamine kitchen shelf.
So I needed a flexible mount that is compact but versatile. I was persuaded to buy a Gorillapod, which cost me upwards of 30 quid. I’ve had it a couple of months, and I am still nervous of trusting my camera to its tenuous rubbery grip. It seems to work quite well wrapped around a gnarled tree branch or fence post, but not so good on a melamine kitchen shelf.
Then when I was in Brighton, I saw one of these in Maplins. It is simply a camera screw-mount, on a flexible stalk attached to a whopping big (rubber-lined) sprung clip. When it is attached to anything – door frame, kitchen cupboard, spare mike stand – it stays attached. While not pocket sized, it is small enough to not be a problem to carry about.
Not suprisingly, most of the films made available each month are relatively old, which is how I came to watch “The Alamo” (2004, with Dennis Quaid and Billy Bob Thornton). The film was actually much better than I expected, in fact, it was bloomin’ good. But I had one minor problem with it.