You may live in one of the world’s famous cities, but you only really visit it when a friend comes from abroad. Then you get to be a tourist in your own city. Today I went on another London Walk in and around St Paul’s Cathedral which, you know, was cool. It’s a big Cathedral. With a dome. And a small sculpture done by an agnostic called “Mother and Child” because calling her a virgin was just too much. (Agnostics have always seemed rather dodgy to me – stop sitting on the fence already!)
Also today – I returned a corrupt DVD to Play.com and so far, fingers crossed, their returns service has been as exceptional as their delivery. You do have to phone up for authorisation to return something, but it was picked up straight away, and dealt with very quickly. And they refund the postage too. Hooray for Play!
Tonight I caught another BBC3 showing of the American remake of The Office which I first blogged about in January and, I’m delighted to say, isn’t nearly as bad as the teaser trailer would have you believe. It’s actually a very faithful adaptation, and reasonably entertaining in itself, although obviously it doesn’t reach the glorious heights that the original did. I’m not sure exactly what I’m expecting from this series really: if they retell the same jokes, it’s hardly very exciting, but if they change something, it feels weird.
An episode only runs to about 22 minutes without adverts as well, which means that the editing has to be tighter, detracting slightly from the feel of the show. The more un-PC humour is toned down, and it’s interesting to see “head office” replaced by “corporate”, “redundancies” by “downsizing” and so on. But hey, that’s Britain and America, divided by a common language as they say. (No, I’m sorry, I can’t remember exactly who said it. Shoot me.)
Tomorrow, or rather today since it’s after midnight, is DOCTOR WHO FINALE DAY! In case you’d forgotten. No spoilers. Bad Wolf!