Back again. Quite a good weekend. Organised going to see Kill Bill tonight - which I'm looking forward to. We don't get out much together, wife and I, since the little bugg...er, boy arrived. Last time we went out it was to see Pirates of the Caribbean, which was a waste of time and made me think that generally I am my own best judge of good films, not workmates, relatives or tabloid newspapers. I just need to trust myself a bit more. Really looking forward to watching Bladerunner with Seal on DVD soon as well. She hasn't seen it, so it's always a treat to relive a film through someone else and share their enjoyment.

Worming my way through the books at the moment as well. Have put Aldous Huxley's Doors of Perception on hold for a few days until I can finish The Life of Pi. Read First Flight in 3 days, the story of WWIIs youngest Spitfire pilot, Geoffrey Wellum, which was excellent, but he could have shot down a few more 109s for my liking. What was he playing at?

Coincidence? I watched the last episode of Peep Show (Channel 4 comedy) and wished I'd caught them all. One of the characters lost his uncle and turned to religion. His house mate returned to see him sitting with the Koran, Bible and whatever the Hindu holy book is in deep thought. The Life of Pi's main character, Piscine, also embraces these three religions and get's himself in hot water with his father and the holy men. It was odd that these events coincided by about 6 hours. Odd, but it didn't make me believe in God mind.

Had an excellent walk in Bix woods near Henley with Toby and Seal on Saturday. He was a right little adventurer. He just kept walking off through the leaves and up steep embankments like an unstoppable robot. Which reminds me. When he's a bit older I'm going to go up to the woods and bury an old robot there for him to "discover" next time we go. I would have been so excited as a kid to find a lost and buried robot in the woods to be able to keep - I hope he is too.

It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you, etc etc etc.

Time flies when you're having a shit time. Work has been busy, stressful and merging into homelife with scant enough treats to take the edge off. Oh frigging woe is me.

Saw some wicked movies whilst away though. About Schmidt, which was a minimal observation/black comedy with Jack Nicholson playing a very un-type cast role. You might not like it if you thought American Beauty was just a film about a bloke having a mid-life crisis who get's shot. And City Of God, which was very violent, but also as refreshing as the first time you watched Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels. But possibly, a lot less comedy.

I read a book; The Orchid Thief by Susan George, which was the book that Charles Kaufman (Being John Malkovich) tried to adapt for the silver screen and ended up turning into a different screenplay, Adaptation, which starred Meryl Streep, Nicholas Cage and Chris Cooper (who was also in American Beauty). The film was excellent and went off in unexpected directions, which I absolutley love in films. I'm not concerned about feeling safe in a movie or that it's not going to have a happy ending. That's what big budget films in general do; churn out production lline films with different faces, but the same facets.

Couple of weird co-incidences. Last night I had a dream that I was staying in a shared house with Sarah (my wife) except she was my girlfriend. There were loads of people around crashed out in the living room etc including 2 girls that were supposed to be lezzers (childish term for lesbians). Vijay was late in to work today because the boiler went and the girls he shares with were in a flap. Including one girl who is a lezzer, sorry, lesbian. She probably had been in a flap (or two) at one point - oooer.