Well, book launch this week and then a meeting with my two life coach colleagues on Thursday to discuss work and then off to see my mum and take her shopping and chat and catch up on goss, then on Friday at home working all day and then up early on Saturday morning and off to Harwich to spend another day 'observing' a Life Coaching course which is totally fascinating and I am just glad it is not me taking it as there is such a lot to learn and then home and then Strictly Come Danning and this morning I stayed in bed until 10 am.
And that is a very long sentence...
So today is designated slob around and do nothing day today and witter on Random about matters of no moment whatsoever. We will kick off with last night's Strictly Come Dancing which was as shambolic and upside down as this series has been from the beginning. First up, Jade Johnston who is partnered with the lovely Ian, 'popped' her knee in practice just before the show. She was all dressed up ready to go and was interviewed with tears pouring down her face and obviously seriously worried as she is an Olympic athlete and the last thing she needs is to wreck her career in a dance show. Forbidden to dance by the doctor off she went to the hospital. Then Leila who is dancing with Anton du Beck, then fell over and sprained her ankle and did her rumba strapped up and half way through the dance gave up in floods of tears. Bruce Forsyth was also absent due to flu so there must have been much hair tearing and swearing behind the scenes.
Usual complaints that the judges marking does not match their comments: 'Sorry darling that was dreadful' and then they get an 8. A pretty dull cha cha by Ali and Brian was marked high, but as the judges are clearly determined to get them through to the final (along with Ricky Whittle) they could have danced back to front and it would not have mattered. To my sorrow Phil Tufnell was turned out and sent back to the pavilion when Ricky Groves (the obligatory Eastender) was saved in the dance off. And here is the question that has been all over the Strictly forums today (yes I know I read them, tragic), should the dance off have been cancelled and both dancers sent through? The fact that one dancer was out and another could not finish her routine meant that the scoring was totally skewed once more.
It will come as no surprise to anybody that Leila and Anton got through on the sympathy vote. Still, as the sympathy vote kept the totally useless and inept Craig Kelly in for weeks so he could get to BLACKPOOL, I am not going to argue with this tooo much.
Now another BBC show which I have got sucked into watching - Spooks. I watched one episode of Series One light years ago and fell about laughing at the dire script (how the actors keep a straight face with some of these lines amazes me) and the incredibly ludicrous stories and consigned it to Room 101. However, as many of you will know I adore Richard Armitage. I may not have mentioned this before....
He came on board after the incredibly nice looking but wooden actor, Rupert Penry-Jones (what a magnificent name, almost as good as mine) was blown up saving London and in comes RA, back from Russia where he was interrogated and suffered deeply which means he can look even more brooding if that was physically possible. So I watched the last series because of him and it is still bad, the scripts are still appalling, the acting is still unbelievably corny and wooden but I can watch RA do anything so I just gritted my teeth and forced myself to watch.
Have just watched the first three episodes of the latest series and, despite the presence of the magnetic Richard, not sure if I can go the whole way and watch the rest of the series. Saw next week's episode last night (if that makes sense) a bit early as it was shown on BBC3 and is all about a group of financiers taken hostage and one of the Spooks team just happens to be passing by and is also locked up with them all, as you do, and it is all meant to be frightfully tense and frightfully thrilling. Half way through went and made a cup of tea so nervewracked was I, not.
Whole thing totally ludicrous and yes I know these sort of things are and suspension of disbelief is all, but really. RA managed to get into the indoor swimming pool of a Russian billionaire where he was disporting himself with scantily clad lovelies (cliche cliche cliche), hit him over the head with a gun, leap into the pool and half drown him until he spills the beans and calls off his terrorists. All this in a house the size of the Savoy with not a single security guard in sight. I ask you. Snorts of derision from me and mutters of Oh I can't be bothered to watch this any more and then up comes the trailer for next week. Now BBC trailers drive me mad, but oh deary me if I had not watched this one I would not have known that next week RA is full of angst and flashbacks to his terrible ordeal in Russia and there are scenes with him in cold showers and looking simply wonderfully sexy and gorgeous, so I think I will give it one last try......
My reading this week has been not plentiful but I hope you have read my post on a lovely book about the lovely Ian Richardson which the author sent me and so glad she did. I am now going to fish out my DVD of Tinker Tailor again and have the House of Cards on its way to me as I sit here tapping away. I also have a lovely (sorry that word again, must find an alternative I am using it far too much) book from my friend Jan Jones. A Regency novel which I adore and am half way through and it is huge fun and will be posting about that next week. A couple more Daisy Dalrymples and then with a thud on my doormat, Andrew Marr's book on Modern Britain and others besides so busy week again I think.
I think this post has gone on long enough so lunch calleth and then a gentle snooze on the sofa methinks. Have a good Sunday everyone.
