Just call me Mrs Mann

We got Man On Fire out to rent last night.

Good film, a little cliched at times but overall not bad.

But after only moments of watching it I realised that I truly am my mother's son.

I did something I have berated her about for years.

I said, "I've seen this already".

If it's any excuse I saw it when I was travelling, when I was probably emotionally coming to terms with the whole tsunami thing.

Either that or I'd been drunk and it's a little hazy for that reason.

You decide.

Bet you can't do this

Ever thought an impression of a car boot opening and closing would be good, let alone extremely entertaining? You decide.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ELPnvZV4NI

Not sure why I can't post youtube clips like I used to be able to, but click on the link.

Where've you been Manny?

Another sign o' the times.

I have been without the internet for nearly a month having moved house, I now live in Stoke Newington with Vicki if you're interested.

I knew that I used to use the internet a fair bit before but I didn't realise how much I actually relied on it. For arranging nights out, banking, as my yellow pages (which is very useful when you've just moved to a new area and you don't know the area taht well). None of which I've had access to until this week.

So this is just to say that I am back online and to explain why I may have been even worse at staying in touch than usual.

Anyhoo.....