How was your day? (Random off topic chat)

So, now that I've grabbed a ticket for Sweat Saturday night I'm suddenly wondering if I should fit a matinee in, too. I have theatre tokens to spend so thinking of just rocking up to TKTS or a theatre box office on the day.

Any suggestions, folks? What's good that I might get a ticket to this saturday afternoon?

I've seen True West and Nine Night - sorry, should have mentioned that! Also seen Don Quixote, Caroline Or Change, and Company.

Rest up and get better soon. 

Shame on you, M, call a plumber!

Decided to give Showstopper! a try this afternoon, as I’ve never seen anything like it before. Just settling in now. Had a nice little walk in St James’ Park after lunch, reckon I’ll walk over to Covent Garden after the show instead of getting the tube.

Sat in all day with the worst cold I've had for a long time, following a week recovering from flu. Leave me alone, damn viruses.

Watched the unending rain, listened to the radio, slept. And actually did have a bowl of chicken soup. Now awake and feeling worse on discovering Mrs B has got Location x 3 on, my most hated tv show ever (though it's now challenged by Escape To The Chateau). However, I'm putting up with it on the grounds she's making her legendary macaroni cheese in response to my cold-driven need for delicious stodge.

It seems I've been on this board for just over 3 years (I remember being one of the first to sign up) but I STILL haven't got my 5 stars! So expect a load of random posts from me in the near future:)

I'm reading some old railway accident reports. Some of the language used is more than a little quaint, such as this account from a passenger whose train had just had an engine run into the back of it:

"On descending from the train, I inquired for the driver of the Northern and Eastern engine; I asked him his name. He told me Edward Hindley. I then told him he was a rascal."

If I was confronting the driver of a train that had just crashed into mine I might voice my irritation somewhat more emphatically than "You, sir, are a rascal".

I wish that people on this forum would refrain from the all too common insults and say things like "You are a rascal, or perhaps a rapscallion. Heavens, you may even be a knavish scoundrel!"

Wrote to the local Lycee (NW London) today after festering on big white lad body slamming little black kid to the floor at the tube station last Thursday morning. Told they'll deal with it. I said to the white kid "You f*ck*r" after fronting him; I feel duly chastised and I shall now look up the french equivalent of rascal.

In other news, I didn't participate in the RSPB birdwatch weekend ... apart from the two yes two robins I found in my dining room (it was a nice morning, I'd left the kitchen door open for the dog to wander in/out at will). One robin flew off into the study so I've got two in different rooms now. Shut dog in living room, open all doors and windows I can find keys for. One robin has bob bobbed off into the kitchen and, with me displaying the open door by throwing bird seed out, left reluctantly, being shoo-ed gently by a small brush on a long pole. The other one, I presumed, had left by the front door as he'd last been seen sitting on the coat rack. Walked the dog, came home, had a late breakfast. Went to change the bed linen and there he was in the blooming bedroom. Unless there were three ...

*Sounds like I live in a mansion with all those rooms! It's a little semi, honest.

We've been forecast very heavy snow this week so I've spent the last couple of days working my backside off to get as far ahead of the game as possible just in case the office was closed or reduced to a skeleton staff today. As you've probably guessed, the promised snow has not come to pass (just a light sprinkling and some icy pavements), and because of my own efficiency, I don't really have much to do today. 5 o'clock feels a VERY long way off...