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Thursday, 22 January 2009

King For A Day

Just as we got used to being back at work after the festive period (and were in the mindset of being worker type dudes) another holiday was upon us. As mentioned in the last entry we had Monday off work as it was Martin Luther King day. This meant a three day weekend which is always a good thing eh readers? And of course it’s jolly good that Mr. King helped everyone all be equal and that type of jazz. I was thus very happy that he has his own day as I think he probably deserved it. It was actually Ronald Reagan who signed the bill in 1982 which bought this day into existence fact fans.

On the Saturday Emma and I went to our first ever baby shower. These events aren’t that big back in blighty but they are all the rage here in America Land. Basically what happens is that everyone buys the forthcoming baby a present and then you all have some food and drink to celebrate. This wasn’t a Stepford Wives type event though (which you see in the films). Instead it was more like an afternoon party with some fizz and cakes. It was a lovely day with weather in the late twenties and it was brilliant to enjoy the sun whilst mingling with various people in the garden.

We purchased some organic baby kit thing that Emma picked. I’m not sure what it was exactly but the packaging looked nice. I should point out that it was our friends Cerise and Mark’s shower as I haven’t mentioned that yet! I can’t say too much about the various crazy showbiz types that were there as they may get cross with me. What I will say though is that I was very shocked to see an A-list bonafide star with the most dreadful fake tan on. They had obviously done it themselves which proves even stars are human sometimes. Anyway fake tan aside it was a brilliant event and we are looking forward to the birth of the baby very much.

Sunday was a quite brilliant day. The weather was lovely again so Emma and I went shopping. As we were walking down to the shops we saw a man with a big sandwich board saying that Macy’s was having a big gone bust sale or something. As a result a lot of things were half price or less. I got a brilliant pair of skinny jeans for about 12 pounds in UK money as well as lots of pants and not forgetting some ace new ties. You have to love the credit crunch really eh? As long as you can keep your job then there are bargains to be had in lots of shops. When our local Borders closed down just after Christmas Emma and I went book mental as everything was so cheap. Obviously Emma will be out of a job when we come back home but lets not worry about that now. Instead we will carry on partying like it's 1999 when every store has to have closing down sales. At least we will look good when we are living on the streets of London in six months time when nobody has a job.

Emma then got herself some lovely new clothes in Third Street before we retired to ‘Pinkberry’ for a delicious low fat, low calorie, frozen yoghurt. This was followed by a delightful evening stroll back home.

On Monday I had an ichat with my mum. I hadn’t spoken to her for a couple of weeks so it was great to catch up. We spoke for 46 minutes which is a long time for me to talk via any kind of phone method. Emma and I then went to the gym. Luckily it was pretty quiet today. I am really fed up with all the people that have joined the gym as a new years resolution. My gym is now full of amateurs who will no doubt stop going in a couple of weeks. I really don’t know why they bother as they just take up valuable machine space in their pathetic attempt to get fit (that will fail by the next month). They then won’t be seen again until the following January when they are another half a stone heavier.

I just read that last paragraph back. It’s very mean spirited isn’t it? I’m sorry about that readers. I just get cross having to wait for a machine at the gym. I wanted to go on the sit up machine the other day but two fat dudes (about the size of Hurley from Lost) were using them as chairs while they had a chat. Surely they could do this at a diner with a burger? Anyway, there is nothing wrong with people wanting to get fit. I just wish it wasn’t in my gym in January.

In the evening we went to a brilliant movie theatre called ‘The Landmark’. Not only did it have really fresh and delicious popcorn but the chairs were so comfy, and they even reclined. They gave you loads of space too. It was the bee’s knees of cinemas (as I believe they are called back in the UK). We went to watch ‘Who Wants To Be A Millionaire: India’. It wasn’t called that but for the life of me I can’t remember the title. I know I could go and Google it now but I’m on a roll writing this so I shall not stop. Anyway, you know what film I mean and it will come to me in a bit.

I was expecting great things because not only had every critic said it was the best film ever made but everyone I spoke to had said the same thing too. I was therefore very disappointed when it finished. I thought to myself (and this shouldn’t spoil the end for those who haven’t seen it) “There is no way those questions would have come up, that is taking coincidence too far.” Emma though said she loved it, whereas I thought it was unbelievable tosh. Then a very weird thing happened! As we were traveling home I realized that if I hadn’t of gone in expecting to see the best film ever made I would have enjoyed it for what it was. And that is a really well made, life affirming film, with a really witty and touching script. By the morning I had done a total about turn and I decided that it was in fact brilliant after all.

I emailed Jim (Bob) the next day and told him that he had to go and see it as it was the greatest film ever made. I had become as bad as the critics. I should have said “Slumdog (Yes! It’s come to me) Millionaire is pretty good. See what you think.”

Anyways, that was how we celebrated the life of Martin Luther King. If you reading this Mr. King then I will raise one of my low calories sports drinks to you as we had a lovely weekend.

Since the weekend we are back at work and Obama is finally the President. I told all the dudes at work that there is none of this waiting around for months back in the UK. You basically win the election and then you are leader. This is how it should be. I know his inauguration was all very historic but I had been excited two months ago when he won. I found Tuesday’s events quite dull as it was the same thing all over again. In football terms it was like the games you get after you have won the league with a few matches to spare. You just want to get them out of the way and get onto playing in the Champions League. I thought that rather than having all this palaver and hullabaloo he should just get on with the job of running America and being hopefully the best President ever.

That’s it for now.

Marc x

p.s. I am pleased to announce that a VERY special guest has been added to The Gallifrey 20 Convention (the biggest Doctor Who convention in the world). On the panel discussing The Sarah Jane Adventures 'season two' a certain Marc Ollington has been added to the bill. This will be THE best session of the convention I'm sure with Ollington entertaining all with his cheeky charm and Matt Smith good looks. www.gallifreyone.com/gallifrey-schedule.php

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