Mood: loud
Now Playing: Mousetrap
Well Operation Benny is off. I got a call from Councillor Libeman telling me not to proceed. Glad I got it as otherwise I'd have shelled out for the remote control helicopter for nothing. The reason for the cancellation is all to do with Cadbury's current problems with their chocolate. I think the councillor was worried that there would be some awkward questions if we poisoned half the population of Kennington with dodgy Milk Tray, although as I pointed out to him nobody would notice as Kennington is full of work shy layabouts and criminals, something the Councillor told me I should keep to myself if I was wise.
So I spent another evening in front of the TV instead although I am getting concerned that my cut price TV guide is leading me a bit astray. Once again I thought I was in for a night of good old cockney entertainment, and looking forward to Barbara Windsor singing "Knees Up Mother Brown" in the latest edition of "Songs Of Krays", imagine my shock that it turned out to be some religious claptrap called "Songs of Praise". That was followed by a rather disappointing show, which I thought was going to be a Jewish variety thing. Turns out that "The Jew Man Group" was actually a load of blokes painted blue doing stupid things with paint and pipes etc and they were really called "The Blue Man Group". I'll be complaining to Mr Patel down at the newsagents when I pick up my new guide at the weekend.
At work Casualty was full of the usual suspects as everyone thinks that they'll try their hand at Tennis while Wimbledon is on, problem is that the Tony Blackburn style of backhand is becoming increasingly popular and some people are gripping their Tennis rackets a little too tightly if you ask me, still it makes a change from the usual bottles and vacuum cleaners.
Shalom