girlofprey: (Coronation Street David Gary First Scene)
2010-04-20 12:16 am

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Tonight on Coronation Street Gary Windass was home on leave, even though he was actually AWOL from the army, and just as he was leaving the house David - who hasn't been in it for a week or so as far as I can tell - came down the street, and saw him, and said "Well, go on then. Make a joke about my mum. "Gail in jail", or has she got a tattoo yet?, or something". And Gary just said "No, dude, I wouldn't wish what's happened to your family on my worst enemy." And David asked if he was making a joke. And Gary was just like no, properly, I hope it all turns out okay, and let your mum know we don't believe a word of it. And David was like "Okay. Thanks". And then later when Gary was just leaving the house again David was coming down the street the other way, and stopped and said thanks, or something, for what he'd said earlier. And said maybe the next time Gary was back he might want to go for a drink or something. And Gary said yeah, that sounded good. And they were both trying really hard to be civil to each other without actually looking at each other. It was a bit beautiful and perfect. I HOPE THAT IT IS THE START OF THEIR LOVE, AND NOT THEM TYING UP THE LOOSE ENDS OF GARY'S LIFE SO THEY CAN KILL HIM LATER ON. It's probably just them making Gary seem mature and everything, as his mother mentioned in the episode, so it made it all the more difficult when his parents find out he actually ran away from the army. I am just worried they're going to kill him. Mostly I'm worried because someone said the writers were going to kill him, with no source backing them up, on a soap forum, and even though I know that people just lie on those places sometimes I still worry it might be true. Given that he is in the army and a 'killed-in-action' storyline might be something Coronation Street wanted to do. I like Gary. And he is David's true love. I don't want them to kill him, really.

I do love that they try to give him scenes with David whenever he's back on the Street though. Because David is one of the most important people in his life, obviously. ::LOVE::

Also I am back from my holiday in Filey. It was in turns hard, horrendous, and quite nice. I might post more about it later, but given that I haven't been doing that very often lately I can't really promise to. It was nice though, parts of it. But suffice to say, coming on my period on the day we were going out there didn't exactly help. And then on Saturday, I set out - in lovely weather - to go to see the Nacional Ballet De Cuba perform Swan Lake at the Lowry in Manchester. Despite some early morning problems with getting the train from my local station, Manchester proved really quite easy to get to, and cheap, and it was pretty easy getting to the Lowry from the station as well. And the ballet was good, although I think by that point I was feeling pretty exhausted from the holiday and travelling and everything, and was almost falling asleep in act 2. But it was good, and the dancing was lovely, and I got talking to a couple next to me when I tried to explain part of the plot to them. We talked about what ballets I'd been to, and how I got into it, and the fact that the woman and I were both there because we really liked Cuba, even though she'd never been either. The man had though. A part of me hates him. But still, they were lovely, and it was really nice talking to them. And then I watched the rest of the ballet, had a really nice simple train journey back to Yorkshire, and I was home. Hurrah.

Another thing it turns out they're doing at the Lowry in August is 50 Years of Coronation Street - over 2,000 storylines packed into a 2-hour stage show. A part of me really wants to go. It seems a bit ridiculous given that most of the things I love in Coronation Street have happened in the last year or two. Still. Alternate David Platt. IT IS TEMPTING.
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2008-11-17 10:01 pm

My weekend. Featuring - wolves.

Anyway. I had a great weekend. I got the train to London about 12-ish on Friday, and K was going to meet me, but her temp agency called at the last minute, and she had work, so I went back to my back-up plan: wandering around the British Museum. Which I love. I went to the Timepieces room, and saw the lovely clockwork, and almost broke an exhibit with my head, but managed to stop myself. I went to a lovely little room where they had sort of medieval pottery and pendants, and was told by the guard to turn my MP3 player off, because he could hear it across the room. Which I didn't think anyone could since I got it. But there you go. They still have the lovely Rosetta Stone wall plaque, even if I can't afford it. And I'd just wandered into a lovely big room and was reading about conchology, when K called and I set off back to hers.

Then the next day, we went on a walk with wolves. Walking with wolves )

Pictures, probably quite big )

And then on Sunday, I came back into London, and met up with Cee, and she took me to a Cuban restaurant and bought me lunch. I took about three hours to eat mine, and that's not really that at much of an exaggeration. It was both difficult to chew, and delicious. And Cee was lovely. I almost had a Cuba Libre, but decided against it. And then I hard to dash, and probably wouldn't have if Cee hadn't sort of said I should, and it's a good thing she did because I ended up getting my train with about 4 minutes to spare. And then I came back. It was a great weekend. GREAT.
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2005-05-10 11:48 am

Green Wing fic, dug up from somewhere

All done. Printed off, handed in...stamped...I don't know. But gone.

I have absolutely no idea what to do now.

Probably it will involve money. Possibly the renting of Lemony Snicket for Hook-handed man drooling, or the rewatching of Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy for Zaphod drooling. Huzzah!

Some things I found while I was not writing essays:

Random Green Wing piece wherein Guy is a wanker and Mac cannot belive it )
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Random Green Wing piece featuring perhaps controlfreak!Mac and sarcastic!Guy, and omg possibly slightlydisturbing!sex )

Things we may learn from these things:

@ Fluffy happy love I cannot do, no.
@ Sex scenes, or scenes of a sexual nature, possibly not my forte

Also, if you are a surgeon trying to choose between having only an anaesthetist or an attending in surgery with you, do not base your decision on this fic. I am not a surgeon. I know nothing.

In other news: there might have been Cuba and omg, crocodile farms! with my parents this summer, but it looks unlikely now :(. Possibly there will be cheap crap holidays in Spain instead, or visits to Brighton. And my nephew is ill with a head cold, and cannot suck his dummy because he is all blocked up. Send him your thoughts please. :X
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2005-02-01 02:36 pm

My triumphant return

Spent the weekend at home in Yorkshire (ee by gum, and whatnot), where I had more access to the Internet than I do here, and yet I updated less. Mysterious. Wasn't as boring as usual (no offense, padres), possibly due to the three week old baby constantly crying, or sucking his fist, or doing something else fascinating like, y'know, moving his arm. He continues to be marvellous, and I didn't even do anything foolish like kiss him on the nose or sneeze on him or accidentally drop him in the bin or anything (is proud). The weekend also involved Pizza Hut takeout, and a good £85 'earned' through premium bonds and a generous grandma, and so can be considered a success all round.

Long rambly ramblyness ) Long rambly holidayness ) Long rambly readingness )

And of course, have been watching plenty of TV - I didn't want one in my student digs at first, because I can waste so much time with it, but I'm glad for it now. I would never have known the glory of Green Wing and Sea of Souls otherwise. Yay. I'm actually starting to feel sorry for Andy Hunter - he ain't no gangster, just a crazy, mixed-up kid in a sharp suit. I want to say 'do yourself a favour, kid: close down the bookies, buy the Vic from dirty (dirty) Den, rehire Alfie, and live together with him and his cousins in shacked-up alcohol-fuelled bliss'. But I can't :(. Was distinctly cheered up by Danny luring his 'brother' into a dark empty house so he could stare longingly through the darkness at him and say they 'could be very happy here'. You go, crazy psycho-boy. Shag that family. In Hollyoaks news, Ali and Justin are clearly about to become New Boy's bitches in the hopes of being signed to his dad's team, and Lisa has magically become a complete cowbag through the glory of character-rape. I miss Bella :(. Not even new notannoying!Zara is as cool.

Also caught last night's episode of Look Around You, a crazy, faux-70s science show which effectively takes the piss out of every show like it, and is truly hilarious sometimes. I'd listen to 'Machadynu'. Was mostly just shocked at the fact it was hosted by Peter Seracofawitz (?), aka the voice of Darth Maul (I love you, The Sith Academy), aka Evil Duane from Spaced. I was all 'what are you doing in the Seventies, Duane? Tim has not even been born yet, how can you possibly shag him?'. Also with him was that man of a thousand faces, Mark Heap, looking actually rather Jack Nicholson-like and sexy. It was a half hour of shocks. But reminded of the mmm, Duane/Tim, which possibly I will squee about as part of the 'explain three of the random interests in your interests list' meme. But not today, as this post is already long enough, and i have (stupid) very good reading to do (strike-through effect, anyone? Anyone at all?)

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2005-01-17 12:39 pm

post-weekend musings

Have been playing a hideous amount of Morrowind lately. Damn those Boots of Blinding Speed! They make it so easy to slip in a quest when I have a spare hour! Hopefully I will soon exchange these hijinks for, y'know, revision and whatnot.

Made a pact with my girl-housemate to do more things I really want to do this term, so will hopefully be learning the ancient art of kick-boxing before too long. And I'd like to say writing (fic), except that Word blank documents lately just give me the odd urge to go get a glass of water and hide in front of the TV. Said housemate has, also, semi-agreed to go to Cuba with me this summer, for which I am all kinds of ecstatic. It's pretty obvious, after so many months/years, that I REALLY want to, so why should I wait? Have to find a travel scheme to go with though, because she's not willing to just catch a plane out there and find a hotel. Has to make things complicated, doesn't she?

TV highlights of the weekend were Eastenders - the Den/Dennis is so twisted, and nobody bats an eyelid over the idea that Danny hides his gambling from Jake the way Jim and Patrick hide it from their wives - and of course, Sea of Souls. Which is good, but I've decided not all that slashy. Growl. I just WANT to slash Craig of the pretty eyes, with anyone, though especially Monaghan. Perhaps if they had a single scene together where Monaghan isn't about ready to throttle Craig in rage.... Though there were lots of just Douglas/Craig scenes this week, without annoying Justine. And Craig did leap to Monaghan's defense, conversationally AND physically. Into the barrel of a gun! And Monaghan looked quite worried. And, on a different tack, Craig was all ready to share a room with psychic/psycho soldier boy, 'in the name of research'. Possibilities....

Or maybe I'll just imagine one of them getting possessed by a sex demon. No fuss, no muss.

Apparently next week's tale will involve Craig 'facing up to childhood demons'. Hurt/comfort? I can only pray. I have an exam to get out of the way before the joy of that though.