Torchwood and t-shirts.
Hmm. Tonight's "Torchwood" managed to be good and badly messy at the same time. Good performances all round, as usual, and nice to see Rees move out from the shadow of "occasional supporting character" and into the forefront for an episode. However, the least said about the alien the better, I think. CGI doesn't always improve things, it seems.
A bit of a grim day at work; not personally but all around me. I heard more things that make me want to get out of the company as soon as possible and also was given some incredibly sad and worrying news about a friend. I'm glad I know about it, but know there's nothing I can do to aid them in any way which I find saddening and frustrating.
On a happier note my sister emailed some photos from Australia of my nephew in his school uniform, taken on a little while after Christmas when he was going in to the school for several 'try out days.' He looks SO grown up! And the uniform is brilliant - t-shirt, shorts, and big hat. No British child would recognise it as a uniform.
And I've got a long weekend coming up for the first time in ages, including on Saturday afternoon and evening the stag 'do' of a friend. This is going to involve playing pool which I've not done for well over ten days. Could be interesting. I'm not sure either of us will be up to the getting-home-in-the-wee-hours that has been mentioned, especially as the whole thing starts mid-afternoonish. I fear we may be heading home quite early compared to the young folk.
OK, time to go and play on my DS in bed for a while. Then sleep.