Semantics

“Win three cellulite-busting, body-slimming treatments worth £450!!”

That may be what they cost, but it certainly isn’t what they’re worth.

Manhunting

I noticed that my half-marathon photo gives the impression that it was an all-women race, which it was not.  Let’s all play spot-the-man or, as I like to call it, Where’s Willy?

Breakfast Television. Gah!! 8

The execrable Daybreak’s first appearance in the section.

Reporting on the New Zealand earthquake; hundreds of people are dead or trapped.  Why feature a story about British people who are having to fly home without their luggage?  Surely there was enough proper news going on in Christchurch to fill your allotted three minutes before the latest update on Dancing on Ice.

Half Marathon

I ran the Brighton half marathon at the weekend, as part of my preparation for the marathon in 7 weeks’ time (7 weeks! *rocks back and forth hugging self*).  Here I am looking relatively happy, but I was only one and a half miles in at this stage.

I did steady 10 minute miles nice and easy up to 8 miles.  Then it started to get a bit more like hard work.  But my trusty Percy Pigs and knowing I had a Milky Way waiting for me at the end kept me going and I finished in 2 hours 12, which is no great shakes but is decent for me.  According to the runner’s world race time calculator, this means I should do the marathon in 4 hours 35.  I doubt that very much.

WTF? #18

Mr Beet and I went to the travel agent to get some quotes for our round the world trip.  Still haven’t booked anything though, mainly because we’re now thinking of changing our itinerary to include South America (Chile, Bolivia, Peru) rather than Southern Africa (South Africa, Namibia).  Got a decent quote, but I did lose confidence in our travel agent somewhat when she had to use a calculator to add £1,000 to £1,800.

Film 81 of 100

Scarface – OTT, lurid and unapologetic about it.  It seems to have been directed by a tag team of a proper skilled director and an over-excited 14 year old boy shouting “Bigger piles of cocaine! Smaller bikinis! More machine guns!”

Book 84 of 100

Cold Comfort Farm – Stella Gibbons

Really entertaining and witty satire on Hardy-esque rural melodramas.  A bit of wish fulfilment for anyone who’s ever read a novel and wanted to go in, bang some sense into the characters and generally sort some shit out.