P.S. I love you

Fletch arrive home from work yesterday evening weighed down with bags, this is most unusual, shopping during lunch is unsurprisingly not his preference, he has 'Ms Stayathome' here for all that routine domestic malarkey stuff and so I was much intrigued.

As he walked through the door I was instructed not to go into the kitchen and to turn off my computer, the evening was to be a special one for me, I was to relax and do nothing, not so much as make a cup of coffee. This was not an instruction I found hard to comply with! Recently I have been feeling a bit less than chipper, a bit down in the mouth and miserable so himself, love him had planned a special evening in for me!

The bags contained a plethora of all my favourite foods for an indoor picnic, I love indoor picnics, including the most excellent chunk of Roquefort, which was to die for, a heap of other cheeses (you will guess I have a passion for cheeses) olives, pastrami, salami, a bottle of good wine and a big fat squishy chocolate cake!

We stuffed the picnic happily, Fletch tidied up, made coffee etc. and then pulled out of his bag of tricks a DVD, 'P.S. I love you', a film I have long wanted to see but is usually off the 'joint film watching menu'....chick flicks are for chicks he reasons! ;o) So, not only had he actually purchased a chick flick for me, he then, beyond the call of any man's duty sat and watched the whole thing, without humorous interjection, cuddled up on the sofa!

More wine was consumed, chocolate cake with the thickest cream was devoured and when the film, which I loved and cried through most of, was over we listened to music and chatted and giggled the rest of the evening away until late into the evening.

A lovely, lovely evening, I didn't lift a finger! I was stuffed full of my favourite foods, lightheaded from the wine and thoroughly cheerful.... at this point I think, if this were a 40's discreet, black and white movie the lights would go down and the credits would roll! ;o)


*P.S. I love you.

"Revenge is a dish best served cold"

So, my movie 'education' has been extended over the last two evenings to include both volume one and two of the Kill Bill movies and I have to say I am pretty impressed with myself for making it through both, in their entirety!

These are movies are had never really appealed to me, in the main because I don't 'do' unreality or gratuitous violence, but in an endeavour to broaden my experience to include what seemed to be two films still much talked about with some degree of esteem, I was persuaded to settle into the sofa two nights running and watch Ms Thurman do her stuff.

Ok, Volume One was bordering on the ridiculous, completely unbelievable and best described as an only slightly interesting, faux Kunk-Fu-esque, stylised, 'bloke movie', albeit Tarantino's brand of direction is pretty impressive and his use of filming techniques and different genre probably saved the day for me. What however is starkly apparent is that without wading one's way through this first volume, volume two would lose much.


The Volume Two, for me was a whole different story. How did I not see this for so many years? One word describes it, phenomenal!

Whilst the life of an [ex] female assassin and the incumbent psychology is somewhat difficult to get to grips with for us mere mortals (well for me at least), this volume didn't have the same idiocy factor about it, the unending spurting blood baths of it's predecessor were thankfully a thing of the past and the (though still much in evidence) violence was almost believable...... and much as I hate to admit it, appropriate. Please though, spare me the scene in which Elle loses her remaining eye, that I have to say was inexplicably, considering the rest of the content, the most horrific moment I have ever witnessed on celluloid!

Against all my preconceptions this film was amazing, gripping, thought provoking, visually stunning and horribly breathtaking, the production and dialog was faultless (Carradine should have won something for his delivery) and I have to admit that suddenly Q.T. has a new and very impressed fan. The guy's psychological status has to be ultimately questionable to have the ability to write and direct such a piece of art but you know what they say....it's a very fine line between genius and madness!

'Blood Diamond'

We watched 'Blood Diamond' on Saturday night....for light entertainment, not!

Don't be fooled by the fact that Leonardo DiCaprio takes the lead, this is most definately not of the romantic, lightweight, chick flick genre of films, it was amazinng and if you have a couple of hours to spare well worth a watch.

It's not fun, it was one of the most harrowing films I have ever watched, in parts I thought I was going to have to stop watching such was it's power, but it was an education and from one who always believed in the saying 'Diamonds are a girls best friend'....believe me if I ever get lucky enough to buy another one I will do with much more 'attention to detail' than just the cut or the clarity!

GOT IT!!

The job that is!

Yes, as of next Tuesday yours truly will no longer be an unemployment statistic, but instead a fully paid up member of the rat race again, back to the business of nine to five, well ok not actually nine to five but more on that later, back to earning a living and likely, after the novelty has worn off, grumbling about having to go to work again.....but for now it feels pretty good, I have a full time job, yayyyyyy.

Ok, so this is not a career move, this is not a job to die for and I'm highly unlikely to be giving Bill Gates a run for his money (no pun intended) in the salary stakes but it sure beats the dole...though likely once the Official Receiver gets his/her share I'm not gonna be patronising Prada or hitting Harrods anytime soon....but it is a job.

So what is this job? I'm not sure it has a title but it involves driving a nifty little van around offices and factories etc. delivering and selling sandwiches and other lunch and break time culinary paraphernalia to those cooped up in their work places from nine to five.

Like I say, it's not career move but it has promise of being a bit of fun, very little stress (more stress I don't need right now) and will pay me a wage while I try and gather up the rest of my life and put it back into some semblance of order.

There is of course a down side...starting time is 06.30 hrs!!!..... so no more late nights for gemmak for the foreseeable future, but the upside to that of course is that my work day finishes at 14.30 hrs, leaving me with a nice big bit of the day left to play. Oh and it's Monday to Friday so I get to keep my now much revered weekends.

Hell, it's years since I worked full time, it's gonna kill me for a few weeks, I think sleep will be top of my leisure time activity agenda for a while but hey, who cares, I get a pay cheque at the end of the week and absolutely the best bit of all....I can tell the miserable old trout in the dole office to 'go to hell' (in the politest possible fashion of course) on Monday! Working full time is worth it just for that pleasure alone.

.....and thank you all for your wishes of good luck yesterday. If luck had anything to do with it then you lot surely helped as ever you have over these last few somewhat 'trying' months.

Do group hugs work in the blogosphere? If they do then consider yourselves duly hugged! :o) Cheers guys.