Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Pot, printing and comedy.

1. Our work coffee pot got broken last week; today, a colleague arrives with a new one.

2. Early in the evening Jason arrives with the service card for his aunt's funeral -- can he use my computer to lay it out; and then a bit later, Fenella turns up with her wedding order of service -- can I proofread it. There can't be many people that this happens to -- apart from vicars and printers, I suppose.

3. Black Books -- in particular, Bernard trying to get injured to avoid doing his tax return by walking up to three skinheads and asking: 'Which of you three bitches would like to dance.' And also, the scene where he sweeps the customers out of his shop with a broom so he can close early and drink wine.

Escape, tulips and samosa.

1. This morning, I'm piling into a car with friends to escape into the Weald, where we will visit a garden planted with 45,000 tulips. 2...