here comes summer

Now that I've seen some snow, I want winter over and to see a bit of sun and feel a bit of warmth on my skin. I have completely hibernated this season, aided and abetted by EB. Now I want to leave the living room and sit in the garden, have Monday Night Club, go for walks, even flipping mow the grass. Until then, I shall continue to enjoy winter food (heavy on the mashed potato), lying on the sofa wrapped in my blankie and having impromptu film festivals with Mr McMuffin.

One of the things I love about Mr McMuffin is his eclectic attitude to art, he seems incapable of snobbery in this matter and nowhere is this more obvious than in his love of film. He watches everything and anything from the sublime to the ridiculous. His latest ridiculousness was a film starring those acting heavyweights, The Rock and Mr J Knoxville. Amazingly, he found something of value in this nonsense (and it wasn't the sweet smile of The Rock-the only thing that kept me going). Tonight's fare includes the second Bridget Jones, the US remake of The Grudge (for comparison) and Code 46. High culture indeed!