Nine Feet Underground

I've got a few minor chores to do today, quite a few are admin jobs that I need to do on E's behalf, not to mention filing in my office that I've not found time for in weeks. So much paperwork! I'm going to fit the jobs around some things I need to do purely for myself.  I'm doing some planning for the next 12 months, and this will probably be split across the next few days. It needs a lot of thought. Uninterrupted thought. One indulgence will be watching John Huston's film, 'The Dead' , from 1987. It's only available on YouTube, as far as I can tell, though perhaps one of the more film-buff oriented streaming services might have it.  It's certainly very hard to get in physical form, despite the awards it won. 'The Dead' was excellent, it's fairly faithful to the story and dialogue from the novel is spoken by the characters. If you'll pardon the pun, it really brings the story to life, though some characters are not as I imagined ...

Monday. The day I do not work. Today, also a Bank Holiday. Much cause for celebration? Wrong. I have to confess I have not been very good at organising myself to do things, though in all honesty I'd probably be doing them on my own, so the incentive is low.   I've got shitloads of stuff I need to do, so it's not a case of 'Mum! I'm bored', though the things I have to do (or have done, so there! Mlaaah!) include yoga (good), Mulesoft revision (a necessary evil, and decidedly evil it is too - I'm not fooled by those plastic donkey (mule, perchance?) toys), a wedding anniversary to organise (challenging: very difficult to come up with something my wife can appreciate, plus it's 27th anniversary - not sure if that has a 'thing'?) and some other things which I can neither be arsed to list, even less do - though I will have to do them soon, so it's just a case of procrastination, but at least it doesn't bring on early blindness. Yep. So I'v...