The Queen of Higgat
Sprang out of the airnest at a little after eight for breakfast with Mum and Mase. After the first cup of coffee Mase talking at length about films, including the one about "the gorilla guy" aka King Kong, which he rates (I do too). He also lent me a DVD of V for Vendetta, which is a film, I'd never seen.
After breakfast Mum and I pored over her sketch of Skelton Yawngrave, which I want to use it in the forthcoming Skelton Yawngrave website, as part of my world domination tactic. She also read the first couple of chapters of the first draft, as it describes what Skelton looks like. Pleased to hear her laughing a bit when she read it. Although in fairness she is not 10.
Then off down the Northern line to see Sophie in Highgate (which today she was pronouncing Higgat). I collected her from her house, where she works with her assistant doing important PR stuff. Then we set off for lunch in a cafe restaurant in Queens Wood, the park behind her home, and had grilled salmon on a bed of green beans. Enjoyed seeing how she walks through the park, greeting all the keepers, and being very familiar and chatty with the staff in the little restaurant in the park, bustling up to the chef's area and discussing directly with him what was good today and so on. I think she is the Queen of Higgat. As usual we had lots to discuss, and she told me how her business was doing, and about the holiday the family had taken in Greece, and Christof's new leather jacket and lots of other important stuff, and listened to me talking about my life and times. A good gossip, in a lovely setting.
Then back to Brighton to watch the V for Vendetta movie, which wimped out of lots of the darker stuff in the graphic novel, and so ended up being somewhat toothless, although visually quite good at times. The graphic novel is like a storyboard for the movie, no wonder so many movies get made from cartoon characters - the have the first draft of the film right there. However the writer Alan Moore had his name removed from the credits in protest.
Meanwhile in the outside world various boffins have delved deep in the earth to conduct an enormous physics experiment with something that would sit happily in a Marvel or DC comic: a Hadron Collider. Sadly it led to a teenage girl in India killing herself because she thought it was going to create a black hole and destroy the earth. I'm surprised only one person did it. At least two cheesy headlines in free rags saying that "if you're reading this then the experiment has worked".
Sprang out of the airnest at a little after eight for breakfast with Mum and Mase. After the first cup of coffee Mase talking at length about films, including the one about "the gorilla guy" aka King Kong, which he rates (I do too). He also lent me a DVD of V for Vendetta, which is a film, I'd never seen.
After breakfast Mum and I pored over her sketch of Skelton Yawngrave, which I want to use it in the forthcoming Skelton Yawngrave website, as part of my world domination tactic. She also read the first couple of chapters of the first draft, as it describes what Skelton looks like. Pleased to hear her laughing a bit when she read it. Although in fairness she is not 10.
Then off down the Northern line to see Sophie in Highgate (which today she was pronouncing Higgat). I collected her from her house, where she works with her assistant doing important PR stuff. Then we set off for lunch in a cafe restaurant in Queens Wood, the park behind her home, and had grilled salmon on a bed of green beans. Enjoyed seeing how she walks through the park, greeting all the keepers, and being very familiar and chatty with the staff in the little restaurant in the park, bustling up to the chef's area and discussing directly with him what was good today and so on. I think she is the Queen of Higgat. As usual we had lots to discuss, and she told me how her business was doing, and about the holiday the family had taken in Greece, and Christof's new leather jacket and lots of other important stuff, and listened to me talking about my life and times. A good gossip, in a lovely setting.
Then back to Brighton to watch the V for Vendetta movie, which wimped out of lots of the darker stuff in the graphic novel, and so ended up being somewhat toothless, although visually quite good at times. The graphic novel is like a storyboard for the movie, no wonder so many movies get made from cartoon characters - the have the first draft of the film right there. However the writer Alan Moore had his name removed from the credits in protest.
Meanwhile in the outside world various boffins have delved deep in the earth to conduct an enormous physics experiment with something that would sit happily in a Marvel or DC comic: a Hadron Collider. Sadly it led to a teenage girl in India killing herself because she thought it was going to create a black hole and destroy the earth. I'm surprised only one person did it. At least two cheesy headlines in free rags saying that "if you're reading this then the experiment has worked".
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