Welcome back everyone. I hope you are nice and settled for part two. It’s been a bit longer coming than what I promised you eh? I was going to carry on writing on Wednesday night but I was tempted by a double bill of 'Everybody Loves Raymond'. It’s so good to see what crazy things Raymond is getting up to after a hard day at work. Emma then made me a lovely Thai curry and after consuming that we settled down in front of the sofa with some ice cream. Doing a blog didn't carry much appeal from this point on. And on Thursday I went to the gym, and after that we watched ‘The Simpson’s’ film. This was funny and better than the series is these days.
Anyway we are now onto talking about last Friday I believe, which was our work ‘away day’. We had a big picnic and a game of softball was organized. The food was lovely (everyone had to bring something in which I thought was a good idea. I bought in some ‘chips’ and a big old fruitplate). Sadly the softball wasn’t as good. I still hit the ball as I did before (and I even made it past first base once) but that isn’t the whole story readers. On one occasion I whacked the ball and as I ran for first base I fell over. I am a pretty fast runner so I went tumbling down with a big old thud. It hurt but I realized if I got up I could still make the base. Sadly I did this too quickly, I didn’t get my balance and I fell over again! I then just missed first base and I was out. I had to go off and clean away the blood and the gravel. As I write this I have two big bruises on my knee and a cut hand. The things I do for television. I think my colleagues now think all English people are rubbish at sport. This is actually true when you think about it so no harm done I guess.
Saturday was a good old day though. After a lot of late nights and early mornings it was superb to have a lie-in. I had the brilliant experience where you wake up at around 7:30am and think “I better get up for work” but then you realise it's Saturday. This happened to me whilst I was going for a wee. I thought "do you know what Ollington? If I was you I'd get back into bed and have dreams of nice things and have some more sleeps." And go back to sleep I did and I arose from my slumber at just past 10am. Some would say this is lazy, I would say to these dudes to bugger off. I had six hours shut eye most of the week and I needed to catch up.
Emma and I had breakfast (boiled egg and soldiers which were sublime), did some chores, and then logged onto the computer. It was my mum’s birthday party and I we had been invited to attend via webcam. It’s all bonkers the technology these days isn’t it? We left on the laptop for a few hours as we were giving our bungalow a spring clean. Every now and then we would pop in front of the camera and talk to someone at the party. It was just like being there but we didn’t have any of the food or drink or anything. We were able to join in singing ‘Happy Birthday’ to my mum though (which was ace) and I had a good chat with my brother who I hadn’t spoke to since I got here! Obviously we talk on email all the time but boys don’t ring each other up. That is way too gay. It was very amusing hearing all the conversations that were taking place at the party. It certainly passed the time whilst I was scrubbing the kitchen floor.
After that Emma and I had a relaxing afternoon. We had some lunch, read our books and enjoyed the peace and quiet. It was ruddy brilliant. Then at around 5pm we went out for a spot of early dinner. We decided to treat ourselves to a meal at our favourite diner called ‘Swingers’. This is a real American diner with a fab jukebox and acetastic food. It also caters really well for vegetarians like myself too (I know I eat chicken but I am a vegetarian in spirit). I like this place a lot as you really feel like you are in America Land. After munching away it was time to head down to the beach for ‘Glow’. What the gubbins is ‘Glow’ you may be thinking? I shall put you out of your misery and say that ‘Glow’ is a twelve hour art exhibition held at night. The theme of ‘light’ is it’s concept. It kicked off at 7pm and was due to run for twelve whole hours. I told Emma we could stay for fifteen minutes as it sounded rubbish. We actually ended up there for quite a while, and I got quite into it.
It was still a bit on the rubbish side in a lot of ways, but I enjoyed seeing the exhibitions and installations so I could make an informed opinion. One of the exhibits was some lights placed on some steps of the pier that flashed in time with the waves. These weren’t brilliant special lights though. These were just like Christmas tree fairy lights. I reckon this exhibit cost ten dollars maximum. One of the big installations was a big cut out crater in some sand. It then shot up lots of water and had a barrage of weirdy images lit onto it. This was pretty impressive but it was no different to what they do at Disneyland for their big light show. In fact it’s better at Disney as Mickey Mouse appears in the lights. There were some good robots made out of plastic bottles and things though. Emma took some pictures of these and you can see them on the slideshow to your right.
We left before the rave type events took place though as I had to get to bed at around midnight. Why you may cry? Surely Sunday is a time for relaxing and frivolity. I had to be up at 7am for a photo shoot. People that say showbiz is all glamour are mistaken. And besides I never went to raves when I was young so I am not going to start now. I can’t say really what we were shooting or filming as the series doesn’t air until later in the year and you have to be all confidential and things. What I will say though is that shoots of any kind are great as you get free food throughout the day. I had some lovely pastries for breakfast. So it’s worth giving up some of your weekend for I reckon.
Afterwards I was able to spend some time with the Emster. We went to the gym to keep our training going but I was too tired to really go for it. We then spent a lovely evening relaxing and having some good philosophical chats about the world. Actually, that may not be true and we may have watched the TV. It was great all the same though. Phew, what a week it had been! That is life in Los Angeles though, and that’s why I am flippin’ loving it.
Marc xx
p.s. Happy Birthday Super Rupa. May your special celebrations keep going on for months - at least!
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