Thursday, 31 October 2013

Returning home

Yet another round of apologies to people who want to comment but can't...always seems odd to me that Disqus and Blogger are as incompatible as they seem to be, but it's certainly the case...these technologists should learn that 2+2 = 4 before they start trying to do the more complicated sums.

We're back to blissful normality at home for a few short days.  The Cat returned last night and is staying until Sunday.  Naturally enough, as with all good students, in the time between her arrival at 10.30 and going to bed a couple of hours later she ate us out of house and home.  No doubt she will stay in bed until the middle of the afternoon, and then stay in pyjamas for the rest of the day.  It's is delightful to have her back of course, hear how things have been going (very well) and to just have her around.  I'm not going to even try and understand why it is that Uni students want to come home during term time...I never did, nor do I remember any of my contemporaries...but they all seem to to their parents delight.  Anyway, it's good to have her for a few days.  Hopefully I will find out more about what she's been up to..The Cat and The Cat's Mother talk every day, but it can then be a challenge worthy of Hercule Poirot to get that information relayed onto me. The Cat's Mother doesn't tend to pass things on assuming that through a process of osmosis we will all get it. If I'm foolish enough to ask a generalised question like "How's The Cat getting on?", I'll get an answer back "Very well." So I'm none the wiser.  I have to learn to ask some very, very specific questions which generally require me to have some prior knowledge to ask them.  Anyway, outside of her course work I gather she's involved in two drama called August, the other of which I know nothing.

The house will begin to empty out early on Saturday when The Boy goes off on a ten day ski instructors course in Austria, and then The Cat heads back down south-west on Sunday which will leave us in a very empty house next week.  I suspect The Cat's Mother and I should sit down and talk about this in a sensible, grown up way rather than just stumble into it feeling a little bit glum.

If you haven't yet seen it, I would highly recommend you hot foot it down to your local cinema to see Captain Phillips.  It's a supreme film which racks up the tension from the start so that by the end you've chewed your nails all the way up to your knuckles.  It's a simple story, well told with the highest quality acting from the entire cast.  Well drawn characters with some terrific camera work, especially in the lifeboat helps make this one of the best films of the year.  That's praise indeed from someone who generally can't stand Tom Hanks' acting.