Yesterday barsine came to call, and we watched Gilmore Girls, strolled in the park, and of course ate our collective weight in unhealthy food. Hurrah! Actually, I really can't cope with such gorging - when I came back from walking H to the bus stop I practically fell into a stupor and could only be roused by an excellent new episode of Scrubs.
God, I just realised that to look at my posts you might think I watch a vast amount of television. And I really only watch a couple of programmes a week (Corrie, Dr Who, the odd documentary or big drama - and of course my American downloads). But I tend to only watch programmes I like a lot, or at least feel strongly about, hence all the postage. On a more literary note, today I got a parcel of books from Harper Collins. For some bizarre reason, HC seem to delight in sending me exactly the sort of books I hate (spy thrillers, books about the SAS). I have no idea why they send me these things, as I am never going to read them, let alone write about them, but today they sent me a parcel containing just one army related book which also contains not only the new book from Susan Juby, but also the new Jenny Colgan. I like Jenny Colgan's books very much - yes, they're usually silly chicklit, but they're very funny silly chicklit, and she also wrote a wonderful and very unchicklit book about Arthurian myth coming true in Coventry which I loved (and which made me cry at the end, to my enormous surprise). So even though it's raining and I may have to become a bin courier today (hopefully not a bin model as well), there are cheering things too.