1. Sherlock, oh Sherlock! I have, of course, been watching the new series, I quite liked the first episode, bah humbug to all the whingy people (mainly TV reviewers in the media, from as far as I could see) who didn’t like it but I absolutely loved the second episode. I know it’s ‘fashionable’ not to like Moffat’s writing but I always love his stuff (I’m dreading when he leaves Doctor Who at the end of the next series, whereas I love Moffat’s writing, I’m never as keen on Chibnall’s). Anyway, I particularly loved this episode because Cumberbatch was brilliant, as was Freeman. And I particularly particularly loved the scene where Sherlock, even though he was “off his tits”, still went to look after his visitor, who he guessed was suicidal and aww that bit at the end with Sherlock and Watson!
2. Bath bombs that Z gave me for my birthday.
3. Going for a 9km walk along the river, I can walk 5km without even really thinking about it, just going for a stroll in the park will do that but I struggle to find long enough routes to really stretch myself further. Walking longer distances also, obviously, takes longer too and it can be difficult to say to myself “yes, it’s okay to take the whole morning out to go for a longer walk”.
A bowl of homemade soup (defrosted from the freezer) and a good, actual book. 99.9% of the time these days, I get my books as either audiobooks or ebooks but I was sent the book in the photo for review and ahhh, it reminded me that actual books are so good. It made me realise that so much of my reading these days is ‘fitted in’, as either audiobooks to listen to when I’m doing something else or a few minutes snatched reading a book on my phone when I’ve somehow managed to persuade myself not to check Twitter instead. Actual books, to me, are proper switching off, you can’t do anything other than get totally absorbed into the book’s world (except maybe eat some excellent soup whilst you’re at it). Even when I’m reading an ebook and have steered myself away from all the other multiple attractions my phone offers, I’m still using my phone and sometimes it can be good just to put the damn thing down. (For the record I do have an old school Kindle but I rarely use it, it just doesn’t feel right to me).
5. I am totally fangirling Jon Ronson at the moment, I’ve finished both his ‘The Psychopath Test’ and ‘The Elephant in the Room’ this week (okay, The Elephant in the Room was a Kindle Short). I only have one book of his left to read, other than the Frank book, which I’m not really interested in and he covers the Frank story quite comprehensively in Lost At Sea anyway. The last book left is ‘The Men Who Stare at Goats’ and I almost don’t want to read it because then there’d be no more Jon Ronson stuff to binge on. I wrote in my 2016 book review, that I was currently on a historical fantasy kick, well, I’ve very quickly moved on to a non-fiction kick instead. In an effort to keep The Men Who Stare at Goats for a special occasion, I’m currently working my way through Homo Deus instead, which is okay but I think I prefer my non-fiction where you’re travelling along with the writer as he or she discovers stuff, instead of a recitation of facts or theories.