Something For The Weekend 50

OMG, OMG, OMG… Dave, it’s finally here… your big stag weekend antiquing in the Lake District with all the boys. If I can stop my excited (and perfectly moisturised) hands clapping together furiously for just a second, I’ll tell you how giddy I feel at the prosp… huh?... what was that?... we’re NOT now “going down south” and instead will be eating and drinking in Edinburgh tomorrow night until we blow chunks? *Hummpphh* Well okay then, but don’t expect me to wear the white Paul Smith jacket ‘cause some of those other boys are such uncouth ruffians and have no appreciation for quality silk tailoring so I don’t want it to end up with any stains in case I need to wear it again up the country park later in the week.

Anyhoo… there’s not much happening elsewhere at the moment as my life is full of golf, golf and more golf. (Although for the first time ever, I soaked some crumpets in egg this morning and fried them up real nice for an unforgettable breakfast experience.) In fact I played so much golf last week that I ended up winning a big shiny trophy on Sunday afternoon. Nice isn’t it? Takes a lot of polishing though so let me know if you’d like to help me out with that sometime.

In terms of cultural recommendations, I don’t have a lot to direct your attention towards since I’ve not really watched much television lately or listened to any music and I haven’t been to the movies since Star Trek. However, I’m enjoying Talk Sport on the radio as I drive to and from work and on Sunday evening I will be going to the theatre in Glasgow (that’s right, Glasgow has theatres) to see master illusionist and international man of mystery, Derren Brown. Let’s just hope I don’t get forced to go on stage and end up being hypnotised into thinking I’m some kind of middle-aged loser who has to spend every weekend alphabetising his soup tins because he doesn’t have a girlfriend. Because that would be awful.

Sooooo… I’m very much looking forward to catching up with you and the boys tomorrow evening but if I don’t appear to be at my most jovial, it’s because I’m a bit concerned about some of the news emerging from the Middle East at the moment. I know President Obama was there this week rolling out his new “We're Good Guys, Honest” charm offensive but I see trouble brewing on the horizon following the news that authorities in Dubai have refused to broadcast The Flintstones on television. A spokesman is claiming that people in Dubai won’t understand the humour, despite the fact that those in Abu Dhabi do. Arabia, eh… such a complicated and multi-faceted set of religious and sociological predicaments to resolve.

And on that cheery note, have a great weekend.

Cheers, Edge