Beer tonight with Paul F, Aris, Arron, Claudette, Mich and Cat, with sightings of many many others.
Hurrah! I believe this to be a good thing.
It seems that another site links to here on an almost daily basis. Kudos to you if you have added a link to Grayblog to your site, and readers will find that they often pop up in the little “recent referrers” box at the bottom of this page – go take a look.
I feel sorry for the lottery winners tonight – the jackpot is £3.2m, but it has been split between fifteen winners. So they only get £213K. Not that I’d mind if it was me.
Tonight I went to see Safar e Ghandehar, which played to a full house at the New Park – when I arrived, only four seats were left. A moving, memorable film, that really illustrates the plight of the people of Afghanistan living under the Taleban, especially the women. In particular, I found the scene where a man went to a Red Cross field centre to collect artificial legs for his wife to be particularly moving. He wouldn’t accept the first pair offered to him, and insisted on taking another pair. He’d brought along her burka, and held it over the legs before a mirror so that he could see that the legs were the right length. He also had the shoes that she had worn when they were married, and tried them on the artificial legs. It was very touching – she had lost her legs to a landmine.
The field centre itself was populated by dozens of men who had also lost their legs – and these were actually people who had lost their legs, playing themselves. The sight of them running across the sands on their crutches towards the pairs of legs being parachuted in was an amazing scene that you are unlikely to ever see in any other film.
Followed by a last orders beer in the Nags, with a sighting of Terry and a brief chat with Clare.
TFF: an uninspiring 31 points, taking my total (after yet another correction for poor mathematics) to 657. This week’s score not helped by the fact that half my team didn’t play.
College tonight, followed by food with Chris (only 21!), David, Libby, Andrew, Leigh, Heather and Charlotte. Libby, David and I then went on for beer in the Nags where we met DA, Kearn, Aris, Cat and Jo (how long since I saw Jo?), with sightings of Gary, Phil, Teresa and Simon. On my way home, I bumped into Dave and Alison, who had been out playing crib and generally leading life on the edge.
I was trying to keep this quiet.