Weekend again.

The fact that weekends seem to come round at a faster rate than ever before... might be a sign of impending old age I guess. This was a topic under discussion with my friend Paul.. since I'm already a member of the National Trust, into gardening and a keen listener of Radios 2 and 4 ... he did wonder what I'd be doing when I actually reached middle age ;0) He's SUCH a charmer.

The aforementioned Paul came round last night for a very nice shredded duck from the local Chinese restuarant, a chat (well ok gossip) and an attempt to thrash me at table tennis on the X-box 360 http://www.play.com/Games/Xbox360/back/3-/918089/Table_Tennis/Product.html
Despite playing as a rather annoying French character called "Luc" with a terrible pony tail which made you want to get out a hedge trimmer everytime you noticed it... Paul did manage to beat me on one occasion. I blamed the cat... the huge quantity of duck I'd just eaten.. the fact it was late .. the position of the lunar cycle and finally the controller ;o) An inept workman always blames his tools, and if that fails... the cat.