I find myself out of sorts tonight. Wifey has been out at a quiz night* and I’ve had the house to myself. There’s plenty of manly pursuits I could have undertaken. I could have had a massive series 2 Game of Thrones catch up, I could have played some video games, tinkered on the PS3 or Xbox, attempted to get Freespace 2 working properly on the nettop hooked up to the 50 inch plasma. I could have watched a blokes film that Wifey wouldn’t be interested in**. Heck, I could even have had a special bath had I been so inclined.
So what did I end up doing? I voted for the Blog About Cars on Nissan’s Big Turn On to get them up to 1,000 votes, watched a George Formby documentary on Channel 4 and did a minor bit of rummaging around in the near roofless garage.
I did listen to a few songs whilst Egyptian Old Kingdom apocalypse was discussed on BBC4 but I caught sight of the baby waggling his arms deciding he wanted milk, so I had to desist.
It’s now almost 11pm and I have a nagging feeling I’ve somehow missed out on the evening. On to tomorrow then…
*we’ve never lived down the infamous 3 question accumulator prize we lost after getting the impossible question right (put these ages into chronological order: Jurassic, Cretaceous, Triassic and Carboniferous) but got the pop culture one wrong. I am married to an archaeologist you know.
**anything starring Jason Statham apparently.