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Aug. 14th, 2003 03:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
liadnanGod, some solicitors can waffle for England....
I'm knee deep in work, solely due to one case for Monday. I think that after that I'm done until I return.
Went out for coffee with K. yesterday afternoon, we sat in a pavement café on Coptic Street, just by the British Museum and pretended we were somewhere Mediterranean, and talked, well, talked and argued amicably, about many things (cabbages, kings, George Bush, New Labour, wheelclamps -there was a clamped guy attempting to drive away because the clamp was badly attached and he thought he could-, suntans, archaeology, modern and ancient Greece, our friends, stuff) for hours. Afterwards I spent the entire remainder of the evening watching TV again, which was a bit of a waste. I feel guilty about watching even the comparatively small amount of television I actually watch, having been brought up without one. But Christina will doubtless be glad to know I agree the series finale of ER was brilliant, and fairly harrowing. Teachers is still badly off form, and the washing up took most of my attention away from the first half of Sex and the City, which demonstrates my loss of interest in that.
Ho hum. I have nothing else to say, really. So I shan't. Save that any recording of the Current Music is a good argument for the existence of God, how else did Beethoven manage to capture their voice so well, and I rather rate this one, which is a fairly original interpretation (John Eliot Gardiner conducting, so no surprise there).
I'm knee deep in work, solely due to one case for Monday. I think that after that I'm done until I return.
Went out for coffee with K. yesterday afternoon, we sat in a pavement café on Coptic Street, just by the British Museum and pretended we were somewhere Mediterranean, and talked, well, talked and argued amicably, about many things (cabbages, kings, George Bush, New Labour, wheelclamps -there was a clamped guy attempting to drive away because the clamp was badly attached and he thought he could-, suntans, archaeology, modern and ancient Greece, our friends, stuff) for hours. Afterwards I spent the entire remainder of the evening watching TV again, which was a bit of a waste. I feel guilty about watching even the comparatively small amount of television I actually watch, having been brought up without one. But Christina will doubtless be glad to know I agree the series finale of ER was brilliant, and fairly harrowing. Teachers is still badly off form, and the washing up took most of my attention away from the first half of Sex and the City, which demonstrates my loss of interest in that.
Ho hum. I have nothing else to say, really. So I shan't. Save that any recording of the Current Music is a good argument for the existence of God, how else did Beethoven manage to capture their voice so well, and I rather rate this one, which is a fairly original interpretation (John Eliot Gardiner conducting, so no surprise there).
