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I think I've now reached the TFBSZ stage of things.
So have I, unfortunately due to a monumental organisational meltdown, I got asked this afternoon to cover midnight to 7am support. So, 2 hours sleep and I'm back at my desk.
So have I, unfortunately due to a monumental organisational meltdown, I got asked this afternoon to cover midnight to 7am support. So, 2 hours sleep and I'm back at my desk.
On the entertainment apparatus tonight, I started with Mr. & Mrs. Smith (2005). If I understand matters correctly, the stars thereof weren't officially an item at the time it was made, but the filmmakers seem to have formed the impression that they could get by with scenes that fans of "Brangelina" (for so they were denoted when they did become an item shortly afterwards) would find cute merely because the stars were both present. Unsurprisingly, this approach has proved not to be of lasting merit
It's a bit of a waste really, as the premise is a good one with lots of potential. Somebody should remake it, this time concentrating on telling the story well rather than just showcasing some celebrity couple
Having been left in search of a story, I then turned to Dirty Harry (1971), which amply meets that requirement, being from the good old days when the presence of a star (or two) was not considered sufficient in itself to justify using all that celluloid
And then, as I've been meaning to rewatch it for years but somehow never have, S1E1 (as we didn't call it in those days) of Fawlty Towers: A Touch of Class. Glorious stuff, as fresh today as it was when I first watched it in 1975
Goodnight all - well, all who aren't helpdesking, to whom many commiserations
By the time you’d posted that, I had decided that since no one had contacted me by phone, email, etc, that I’d go to bed... having sent a suitable number of emails and documents to the PMs to make it clear I was working.
At 6.55am, The Wife (tm) woke me to tell me to check my emails and let them know I was finishing. She’s good!
Morning all
Off to a village fete this afternoon where I’ve discovered they will be serving two of my favourite beers and they need help on the last shift at the beer tent.
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