Smith and Bones

Hello readers,

It’s been a while eh? Hopefully the video blog of our Vegas antics kept you entertained. 250 of you watched both parts. I think that makes Emma and I bonafide youtube sensations.

Not much has happened since Vegas if the truth be told. We have gone back to work and the last couple of weeks have whizzed by like a very whizzy thing. We do have a long weekend coming up though (which is jolly nice). It’s Martin Luther King Day on Monday so we all get a day off. I pretended to my American colleagues that I had no idea who this dude was. This was obviously hilarious and lots of fun and japes ensued. Imagine their faces when I said “Only joking. I know who is really.” It was priceless.

Emma and I went to see that film ‘The Reader’ last Saturday. It was pretty good actually though Kate Winslet got naked again. That lady can’t keep her clothes on. It’s a disgrace I think. There were a lot of old people in the cinema and I wondered if all the sex was a bit too much for them. It was too much for me if the truth be told. I think I am getting more prudish as I get older.

We also cleaned the car last Saturday and we did a food shop. Interesting eh? We hadn’t done a shop for a while so it came to $240 dollars. This did include moisturizer for us both though which upped the cost. Yes, it’s true, I have started using moisturizer. I did this in my mid-twenties but I wasn’t as bad as my flatmate Toby who actually cleansed, toned and moisturized. I got bored of putting it on my face every day though (it’s bad enough shaving) and I decided it was too gay. So for the last few years I have been moisturizer free. Emma noticed that my skin was a bit dry in this LA climate and said I should go back on the moisturizer. I am not getting any younger readers and I do have lines around my eyes now. I don’t mind this actually as it looks quite cool in a man I think. I don’t want peeling skin though so I have been applying this stuff twice a day. I just touched my face as I write this and it’s almost as soft as a babies bottom. I think the Esmter was right therefore. I’m not doing any of that toning stuff though.

I really am afraid these topics today are as good as it gets. What do you expect? It’s January and even in LA you can’t be out living the showbiz life the whole time. Even people like me need to be normal every now and then. You’ll be pleased to know though that the Emster and I are well. And the sun is shining. It’s in the high twenties at the moment so whilst you UK dudes are freezing we will be on the beach. Sorry for the gloating readers but I am glad that winter over here lasted for about a week.

With January comes resolutions. Mine is to be even healthier. I got my blood test results back (I still have the bruise from it, and it was all the way back on Christmas Eve they did that) and the results were rubbish. I have very high cholesterol. I reckon this is dead unfair as I am really healthy these days. I haven’t eaten red meat for about nine months and my diet is very good. I get lots of exercise too. I bet there are loads of fat people who smoke and drink loads who are fine. This world has no justice. Luckily I am as fit as a fiddle in every other area. I don’t think I have ever had such a thorough health check as what I had over here. At my Doctors back in London you get about two minutes maximum time before you walk out with a prescription (of which you have no idea of what it is you have been given, or indeed what’s wrong with you). I’ve never had a proper health check before.

The Doctor thinks its genetic so he wanted to prescribe this medicine called Lipatol. I did some research on the interweb and it can cause a lot of bad side effects in some people. This scared me a bit so I told my doctor about my worries. And I hate taking tablets if I don’t need too. He got all narky about me doing interweb research (as Doctors do. I think it’s their pet hate when patients look things up on the interweb) and said that all drugs have side effects in some people. He is right of course but I don’t think you should jump into these things.

Perhaps stupidly I have decided to try and get better naturally. It may not be genetic (you never know) and if I get even healthier I will be ok. We have now bought whole grain pasta and that kind of jazz. In fact our food shop on Saturday was the most dull we have ever done. The only nice thing we got was ice-cream and even that was low fat. I have changed my breakfast cereal from Golden Grahams to Cheerios. They taste like cardboard but what can you do? They are as far removed from giving me cheer as physically possible. They claim to remove cholesterol by 5% though. I also have this butter that tastes so bad I am tempted to have manky old dry bread. I now sit at the table every morning and look enviously at Emma and her cornflakes. And I don’t even like cornflakes that much.

When I get back to England in April I will get tested again and if I’m still bad I guess I’ll go on the drugs. I have been to the gym loads this year already too as exercise helps. I shall beat this if I can dear reader. I don’t want to get diabetes or any of that type of jazz, so it’s a life of moderation and boredom for me foodwise. It could be worse though eh? I could have been diabetic now and that would have been awful. I almost cried before my blood test (and I haven’t cried since 2001 I reckon) so at least I don’t have to inject myself.

I shall now move away from my diet and my face and I will go onto the last topic for today. That topic dear readers is the new Doctor Who. How could I not mention the appointment of Matt Smith? Most Doctor Who fans are up in arms saying that he is too young, and that new head honcho Stephen Moffat doesn’t know what he was doing. Or even that Matt Smith was forced on him by BBC execs wanting the Hollyoaks audience. Well, I have it on very good authority that they were quite happy to go older. Both David Morrissey and Paterson Joseph (the top two choices) could not agree terms so third choice Matt Smith got the role.

Mr. Smith may be twenty six now but he won’t be the Doctor on our screens until 2010. He’ll be twenty eight almost by then, only a year younger than when Peter Davison started. Peter Davison was the last great Doctor before Eccles Cakes (Baker 2, McCoy and McGann were ok, they weren’t up to the first five and subsequently Doctor’s nine or ten). If Peter can do it so can Matt Smith. So I will enjoy David Tennant doing four fabulous specials in 2009 and in Spring of 2010 (a very long time away) I will start having a think about how Matt may get on in the role.

Some people have said that Matt Smith looks like me. I wished I had his hairline that’s for sure! I can’t really see it myself other than the fact our faces aren’t conventionally good looking yet we are both hugely attractive to women.

Anyway, that’s it for now.

Marc x