December 20th, 2008
It’s been a pretty fast paced week that ended with me picking Paul up from York Railway station last night at 10.00pm. Paul had been into London on some science people type meet up. Earlier in the week, I had been into London for a couple of meetings and a couple of Jollys. We’ve also welcomed a new review to the Pryordurkin website from my fellow diner and friend Sticky T (read it here). We’re still waiting for our Australian correspondent to submit her first review!
Before Paul got back last night I took the opportunity while he was away to put up some tacky flashing Christmas lights outside the house. A nice blue LED lit doorway awaited his return. Those who know him well can only imagine the look on his face. It was priceless and worth every penny I spent at Barnitts buying them.
Having a fairly leisurely start to the day this morning, while Paul was ignoring me by playing with Lara Croft downstairs (the game – for those who don’t know Paul!), I found myself stumbling across some good music on BBC Radio Three and enjoying it for the next hour or so. I remembered while listening that the general rule of thumb when it comes to getting old in England is that you start life by listening to Radio One, move onto Radio Two when you hit your thirties. This is then followed when you reach middle age by becoming an avid BBC Radio Four listener telling your friends and colleagues it’s for the news and comedy only. The final stage before you order the box that will take you into the ground is listening to BBC Radio Three and being intolerant of noise, children, the general public and basically anyone who gets in your way when walking on a pavement, into a post office or queueing at Marks and Spencer for a little treat.
Those who know me, will realise that this brief encounter with BBC Radio Three is just that because I have never displayed any of the other aforementioned symptons.
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