How good is Never Mind The Buzzcocks these days? Last night's episode with John Barrowman and Daniel Be-ding-ding-ding-field was a masterpiece. Between bouts of coughing, we were all in stitches - even Davros, despite his disgust for all things poofy.
Hoorah Simon Amstell. I wish I'd shaken you by the hand that one time I bumped into you and Miquita in Wagamama...
So I'm mostly writing here at 1am because I wanted to see what this can and can't do. My days are spent playing catch-up with web development technologies and I can't help feeling I'm too late to possibly learn enough even to keep my head above water.
On a lighter note, we came third in the pub quiz tonight and I have formulated an action plan to make sure I am more knowledgable in coming weeks. First off: I need to memorise the geographical location of every country on the planet. Should be straightforward, given the enormous map on my wall...
Oh, and I bought a new digital camera at the weekend to replace my old one, which is still full to the brim with banana. I'm excited.
