My brother Eddie, his wife Rebecca and their son Owen, taken in Anstruther last Saturday.
The excuses
Reasons I’ve not blogged much this week:
- Powerpoint Edinburgh is on again tomorrow so I’ve worked late each evening so that I can sneak off early tomorrow.
- I’ve been working on a new, interim website for the Borders Scrap Store.
- As well as doing a few updates on the National Youth Choirs of Great Britain‘s website.
- And writing a sermon for Sunday.
- And entertaining friends.
- Sending out complimentary copies of my mahjong book.
- And watching the end of Series 2 of “24”.
What you’ve missed
Friday
On Friday my brother Eddie, his wife Rebecca and the ever-cheerful Owen stayed overnight. That’s them in the photo at the top of this post. It was a lovely, last-minute decision. Their stay, I mean, not the photo.
We watched a DVD that Eddie gave Rebecca for Valentine’s Day.
Valentine’s Day 2006.
It was the first time that they had watched it too.
The film was about a man who was dying, the name of the film (21 Grams) is how much weight you lose when you die, and — predictably — it wasn’t the slightest bit romantic. Or funny.
And appears to have been compiled almost entirely from trailers about the film. By a monkey. It is somewhat disjointed. And we were somewhat over-tired.
(I secretly really enjoyed it, but don’t tell the others.)
Mind you, I gave Jane Lord of War for Christmas, so I’m no better.
I thought you might like to see this photo taken on Saturday too:
Is Owen sneezing or upset?
Saturday
We entertained friends from Edinburgh for lunch — splendid soup, wonderful company. Then watched 24 for the rest of the day.
Sunday
See sermon for details!
In the evening we watched 24 and Top Gear.
Monday – Thursday
Wake up at 06:00. Get up. Around 07:45. Work until 18:00. Home. Tea. More geeky stuff on the PC. Bed. Repeat.
But it’s all good: I’m still loving my job, and Jane and Jesus. Probably in reverse order.
Is Jane sneezing or upset?
Can’t decide whose face is the more distressing – or distressed, Jane or Owen. What were you doing to them, Gareth?