I switched on my computer this evening intending to cap In The Dark. As the connection warmed up, I created the new picture albums and got out the dvd.
Then I looked at my mail. Oh my. All those videos of Vincent, and so little time.
ITD didn't get capped.
Heather did such a great job of finding all this stuff, and I'm hoping she doesn't mind if I post an egg-flavoured taster for those who haven't seen this yet.
By the time I was able to log on tonight, there was not enough time to cap the next episode (it will take a lot of attention - it's Great Barrier!) so I will be recycling an old video.
My problem was that I gathered up my dear old Shelley in my arms, and he stayed snuggled up for much longer than usual. With such an old cat, it's always advisable to avoid regret and give him every second I can.
So, certain that I did not have time to cap, I decided to use my older computer (the new one has the Season 4 folder on it). Well, even though I took off almost everything on it a couple of weeks ago and stored them on my USB drive, it was still V-E-R-Y slow to start with.
Anyway, contrary to what this video says, I'm not falling, I've fallen already.
I saw a programme on TV today about fake money. Apparently 1 in 40 £1 coins in the UK is a fake. Of course I immediately checked all mine (including the ones in the moneybox) and they are all real.
What you do is, you hold it with the Queen's head upright between your finger and thumb, then when you pivot it round, the picture on the other side should also be upright, with the words "one pound" in the same position as the Queen's neck. If it's on the skew, it's a fake.
If you don't have a note checker (and let's face it, outside shops, who does?) the best thing to look for in a banknote is the metal strip. It looks like a broken line to the naked eye, but if you hold it up to the light, the line is unbroken. Don't trust the watermark, as there are some good forgeries of that.
The name may not mean much to most of you. For me, it is the first time that something in which I have been involved has been mentioned in the obituaries.
In 1984, when I was a member of the committee for the Laurence Olivier awards, we voted Philip Langridge the winner of the prize for the best individual performance in an opera. It was for his performance in the Janacek opera Osud. It's a bit like the Best Actor award at the Oscars.
He was not at the awards ceremony, as he was performing abroad, so I never got to meet him. But his son collected the award on his behalf, and we exchanged a few words.
With the Welsh National Opera's production of From The House of the Dead winning the best new opera production prize, it was Janacek night all round.
I was so intent on sorting out my internet connection and then retrieving and wathcing The New Tenants that I completely missed the news that it won the Oscar.
Well done to all concerned. It was certainly different.
(Thanks to Eliza for the picture)
As for the internet problems, it turns out that the unrelated network that keeps asking me if I want to sign up to it was interfering with my wireless connection. The person at Sky took me through the procedure of changing to another channel and, Hey Presto! I'm back with all guns blazing.
