Been in Edinburgh today to catch "It's A Wonderful Life" for the umpteenth time in my five decade tenure. Guaranteed to warm the cockles of the hardest heart, no matter how many times you see it. Half an hour afterwards, even wading through a sea of zomboid shoppers doesn't feel so bad. Just turned on the TV and caught some of the Spice, er, "Girls" comeback. Just say no thank you. Don't fancy that O2 venue at all, the Zeppelin footage I saw sounded well ropey too. Of course the gushing fans, pouring out of the place aren't gonna testify to the fact that they mortgaged their existences to see something that sucked. Are they?
There's stuff to be done, but not on the 'puter. Early start tomorrow. Roll on not having to drive to the stalag for a cool 8 days. Like George Bailey sez "Hot Dog!".