*Only 16 million watched the live whodunnit it seems - maybe you all have better social lives than me!
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Kew Green, sun shining. Good start. Finally walking past the cool-looking second-hand book shop during daylight hours so get a chance to go in. Brilliantly pokey, bought the two oldest-looking books I could find.
On the tube, reading the paper, nobody normally talks to anyone else very much. Irish voice breaks the silence : 'If anyone objects, I won't do it. If no-one objects, I'm gonna play you some music. Anyone want to object, don't need a reason. No?'
Most look straight ahead, don't want to catch his eye. Two stops, and an Irish jig meets James Bond theme tune on the violin, later, and he gets a round of applause. 'If you want to put some money in ma hat, I'd be very grateful. If you don't, ignore the hat.' Quick circuit of the carriage, most add some coins. 'And now, ladies and gentlemen, I depart'. Perfect timing for the next station, hops off. Smiles all round.
Young guy - I'd guess at Japanese but not sure - asks me how he'd get to Acton Town on the tube. Get my A to Z out and show him how - District west I think - and off he goes.
Out at Westminster, hundreds of tourists taking the same picture. Across the bridge, sun shining.
Lunch on Southbank, at Pizza Express (other restaurants are available), lots of laughing. Forget to order dough balls - rookie error.
Little lad turns around from the next table and announces himself: 'Hello, I'm Jake.'
'Hello, I'm Tom'.
That's all.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
What me and you were watching today
He said what we knew he'd say: I was wrong, I've let you all down terribly, I'm going to trying and be a better man.
There was the odd mini-revelation, or more precisely confirmation of what we had already suspected.
"I was unfaithful, I had affairs and I cheated" - the first time he'd admitted it.
"Elin and I have begun the process of discussing the damage caused by my behaviour" - what?! she's taking him back?
"I do plan to return to golf one day... I don't rule out that it will be this year" - frustratingly vague for us; impossibly tantalising for a golfing world that has recently shunned the man that carries it.
But the most interesting part came here:
"I thought I could get away with whatever I wanted to. I felt that I had worked hard my entire life and deserved to enjoy all the temptations around me. I felt I was entitled. Thanks to money and fame, I didn't have to go far to find them.
I was wrong. I was foolish. I don't get to play by different rules. The same boundaries that apply to everyone apply to me."
.... and, until then, we'd nearly bought it. But, at this point, it became clear that he didn't believe a word of what he was saying. In standing there, saying these words, arriving stage-centre with such pomp, in front of 40 of his cronies, refusing to answer any questions, deliberately upstaging the actual sporting action of a game he's supposed to love, pausing and looking into the camera at stunningly stage-managed moments, hugging his mum and shaking hands with his buddies at the end, the greatest golfer - perhaps the finest sportsman - we've ever seen, showed that he thinks he is entitled, he lives by rules only he (and his 'advisers' - helpful they were) make.
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I hadn't watched an episode for years. We used to watch every one as kids, then at some point maybe 6 or 7 years ago we just stopped, don't know why and now it's never on in our house. To me, Larry Lamb's Gavin's dad from that Anglo-Welsh comedy that got quite big - getting my head around him being a villain was a bit of a challenge.
But I had to watch tonight's. 25 years of soapy sorrow, a secret storyline so secretive that not even the actors knew (the ads that've been on 24/7 with viewers guessing who killed Archie were brilliant). A first live episode, a leading lady (and Stacey / Lacey most definitely is that) who had lost her voice, and still managed to tell us she dun it.
For what we'll soon find out was a good 25 million of us, unmissable.
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Hope you don't fall asleep and miss us winning gold!
There was the odd mini-revelation, or more precisely confirmation of what we had already suspected.
"I was unfaithful, I had affairs and I cheated" - the first time he'd admitted it.
"Elin and I have begun the process of discussing the damage caused by my behaviour" - what?! she's taking him back?
"I do plan to return to golf one day... I don't rule out that it will be this year" - frustratingly vague for us; impossibly tantalising for a golfing world that has recently shunned the man that carries it.
But the most interesting part came here:
"I thought I could get away with whatever I wanted to. I felt that I had worked hard my entire life and deserved to enjoy all the temptations around me. I felt I was entitled. Thanks to money and fame, I didn't have to go far to find them.
I was wrong. I was foolish. I don't get to play by different rules. The same boundaries that apply to everyone apply to me."
.... and, until then, we'd nearly bought it. But, at this point, it became clear that he didn't believe a word of what he was saying. In standing there, saying these words, arriving stage-centre with such pomp, in front of 40 of his cronies, refusing to answer any questions, deliberately upstaging the actual sporting action of a game he's supposed to love, pausing and looking into the camera at stunningly stage-managed moments, hugging his mum and shaking hands with his buddies at the end, the greatest golfer - perhaps the finest sportsman - we've ever seen, showed that he thinks he is entitled, he lives by rules only he (and his 'advisers' - helpful they were) make.
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I hadn't watched an episode for years. We used to watch every one as kids, then at some point maybe 6 or 7 years ago we just stopped, don't know why and now it's never on in our house. To me, Larry Lamb's Gavin's dad from that Anglo-Welsh comedy that got quite big - getting my head around him being a villain was a bit of a challenge.
But I had to watch tonight's. 25 years of soapy sorrow, a secret storyline so secretive that not even the actors knew (the ads that've been on 24/7 with viewers guessing who killed Archie were brilliant). A first live episode, a leading lady (and Stacey / Lacey most definitely is that) who had lost her voice, and still managed to tell us she dun it.
For what we'll soon find out was a good 25 million of us, unmissable.
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Hope you don't fall asleep and miss us winning gold!
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