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Yep, the Sweeney is back on TV, and not before time, but way too long between drinks for me - I've lost my Sweeney ear. I spent the first half of the episode whining "Hold up, George" and "SBS Euro cop subtitling unit: we need you", but alas, no SBS subtitles to the rescue, so I've still only the rough gist of the chappies in the very, um, impressive ski masks (wot, had the IRA bought up all the butch black ones?) robbing toffs with shooters and our lads grumbling and swearing and in and out of sweaty pubs and the like. A couple more weeks and I'll be like Manny after he over indulged in the Sweeney - grin.

So, of course, last night, despite having every good and just intention of watching the no doubt excellent Brit telly the ABC was serving up, well, it just wasn't going to happen, not when there was Tufty in the offing. So yeah, I watched Life on Mars. And loved every damn minute of it.

Oh yeah, The Saint is now on Fox Classics (also playing the Bond films, whee, though Monday was George Lazenby, alas), old B/W ones, the one I saw featuring Patrick Troughton. Oh yeah, it was also a case of too many Troughtons on the weekend with Robin Hood on both UKTV and ABC2 and Pat popping up in the Saint and the Goodies on the comedychannel, or just comedy, as it seems to be called this month (and where the feck was Mr Stewart last night, you bastards?). I always find a little Troughton goes a long way - grin (although Pat was reasonably just seriously wicked in the Saint). Still not exactly sure where the Saint was set in that episode, as I'd missed the first five minutes. Somwhere "foreign", obviously, but the bad accents were all over the shop.

Meanwhile, it's all grumble, grumble, grizzle gnash. I always fret about being cranky, stressed and generally burnt out, burnt to a cinder, over Xmas and each year I resolve to do it differently, to be a better person, etc, but basically it comes down to having to work 14 hour days and then having to turn around and do another 14 hours of cooking and cleaning and shopping and card writing and wot not and you're thinking but hey, that's 28 hours and I'll say now you know why I'm in such a frazzled, shitty mood. Throw in some stinky hot weather and standing on the overcrowded bus for hours laden with some very heavy shopping and you've got all the festive fun I can handle. Stamp, stomp, bah humbug, etc, ad infinitum.

And it sucks, because I do try, and this year the universe ate my tinsel. Sigh.

I think the trying is part of the problem, but sitting back isn't going to get the kitchen floors scrubbed, etc, unless one really wants to test the laws of entropy to the limit (and, by god, the kitchen must be edging close to that magic maximum chaos plateau, anyway). So I am once again doomed to lurch towards Xmas (that is if I even get the day off) a frantic, overburdened shadow of my self.

Damn, because Lewis muse is back. And he wants to play.

Never mind. You know you're watching too much Robin Hood, which is crap and overly shrill and preachy (in ways ROS just wasn't, despite all the howls about its chardonnay socialist leanings at the time, and who knew we'd ever be able to acclaim Mr Grace's performance as a subtle and nuanced, who knew that camp ceiling could be broken?) but lookit, pretty boys...where was I? Oh yeah, my semi-tame cockatoos, wicked creatures that they are, must have taken my reading of the riot act to them last weekend on board because, for the moment, they know that "Gisborne time" is quiet time. Ah, if only others were so easily trained, eh?

Biscuit denial is a terrible thing, and I don't do it lightly (they do love their biscuits, those birds, it's like living with a bunch of batty and malicious senior citizens, in other words, just like home used to be). Ah, reminds me of that article where you know you're getting old when the prospect of biscuits excites you more than porn. I reached that unhappy milestone when I heard biscuits being unwrapped and my widdle heart just dropped like a stone when I realised it was for them feathered fiends, not me. So I resumed my interwebbing, crossly uncaring of semi-naked Jared pics when sulking over denied bicckies. Not that I'd normally say no to semi-naked Jared, it's just that afternoon, given a choice between Jared ogling and biscuits, well, I knew I'd finally bellyflopped into decrepitude. Sigh.

Oh, there was a BBC ident on UKTV last night. I know they've bought it out, but, well, that was different. Now if we could only get stuff in a timely fashion (S3 Hustle getting first play at the moment, Spooks woefully behind, Xmas specials 12 months old, etc). You know, if Hallmark could just go with it and turn into ITV proper, well, I'd be happy. I can get those weird British flavoured chips in Treats From Home (lamb and mint? steak and ale pie? marmite???!!!) and a good selection of Brit mags from various newsagents. All I need now is some decent galleries/museums and theatre that doesn't involve ex Home & away cast members and I'll be set. Oh, and a fucking castle. I want a castle, dammit.

Okay, so the UK might still loom large on my horizon for a while yet. At least I didn't go to Bankok/India/Greece/Italy for my hols. Thought about it, but stuck with Blighty. Sigh. Finally starting to shake off this cold. Can I have my holidays on do-over, please? If only life came with a step backwards or undo button.

And can it be Spooks time now? Me wants S7. Me wants bad. Okay, just gonna have to buy one of those cheap notebooks and fry it by overheating the poor little dear (thanks to federal choking of our primitive broadband that barely reaches 1/20 the speed of other countries, and the firewalling of torrent sites, wickedness is difficult to achieve, time consuming and hot, sweaty work). I just wanna see Lucas. Now (not five years from now). I was lucky enough to catch four episodes and I loved it lots, though Harry really needs to rethink his recruiting practices, I'm just sayin'.

Film and television directors and writers call for action on illegal downloading
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/film/3778901/Film-and-television-directors-and-writers-call-for-action-on-illegal-downloading.html

Watch Wallace and Gromit in BBC1's Christmas ident
http://www.guardian.co.uk/media/video/2008/dec/12/wallace-and-gromit-bbc-christmas-ident

Wallace and Gromit star in BBC1 Christmas idents
http://www.guardian.co.uk/media/2008/dec/12/wallace-and-gromit-bbc-christmas-ident

A look at 'Supernatural's' plans for the new year
http://featuresblogs.chicagotribune.com/entertainment_tv/2008/12/supernatural-je.html

Supernatural Sneak Peak for 4x11, 4x12 and 4x13
http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=2gFeQRECRqM&eurl=http://lj-toys.com/?journalid=3616053&moduleid=47818&preview=&auth_token=sessionless:1229184000:embedconte&feature=player_embedded

Kiefer Sutherland Gets His Star
http://www.celebrity-gossip.net/celebrities/hollywood/kiefer-sutherland-gets-his-star-209623/

Traveling Heroes
http://socialitelife.celebuzz.com/archive/2008/12/09/obvious_observations_traveling_heroes.php

A VERY SUPERNATURAL CHRISTMAS - ADVENT CALENDAR
http://www.spnmedia.net/

Jared Padalecki is Shirtless
http://justjared.buzznet.com/2008/12/07/jared-padalecki-is-shirtless/

Children's Boutique MilkShop.com holiday event
http://twistedlaletz.livejournal.com/38564.html

Jensen
http://www.liveinternet.ru/users/alexandrine_sorokina/post90739802/

The Smiths set to reunite
http://www.thewest.com.au/default.aspx?MenuID=25&ContentID=112812

British Top Gear hosts looking forward to teasing Aussies
http://www.thewest.com.au/default.aspx?MenuID=24&ContentID=112741

Wodehouse goes to Hollywood
http://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/films/features/wodehouse-goes-to-hollywood-1062616.html

The trials of Oscar Wilde
http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/system/topicRoot/The_trials_of_Oscar_Wilde/

Vampire weakened
http://www.guardian.co.uk/film/2008/dec/06/twilight-stephenie-meyer-vampires

10 things to know before having sex with your boss
http://women.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/women/relationships/article5329759.ece

15th century masterpieces hung unrecognised in parish church for a century
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/3759857/15th-century-masterpieces-hung-unrecognised-in-parish-church-for-a-century.html?source=EMC-exp_15122008

Star Trek: all 12-year-olds and whizz-bang action
http://www.guardian.co.uk/film/2008/dec/16/star-trek-trailer-review

Kidman's TV stunt offends
http://www.theage.com.au/news/entertainment/tv--radio/kidmans-tv-stunt-offends/2008/12/15/1229189535902.html

Lincoln Cathedral's rude awakening
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/travel/destinations/europe/uk/3774644/Lincoln-Cathedrals-rude-awakening-UK-heritage.html

Obesity can begin in the brain, gene study shows
http://www.independent.co.uk/news/science/obesity-can-begin-in-the-brain-gene-study-shows-1067057.html

Tags: doctor who, jared padalecki, life on mars, patrick troughton, robin hood, sam troughton, spooks, the saint, the sweeney
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