Sore hands, sore back

Beth got a new bed for Christmas; it is a full size single cabin bed, to replace her rather smaller child-size bed (which was supposed to be large enough for seven-year-olds, but Beth is too tall for it at five). As we were away for Christmas we couldn’t assemble it then, and then Beth was away for a week with my parents over New Year and we chose not to assemble it then, so she wouldn’t return home to an unfamiliar bed.

Today was the day for bed assembly. The twit that I am, I didn’t charge up my electric screwdriver ahead of time, and the battery was flat when we started. If I ever buy another electric screwdriver it will be mains powered, if such a thing exists.

Beth is very happy with her new bed. The drawers and cupboard underneath will hold most of her clothes and some of her toys. We can’t put a bedside table next to it, though, as it would block some of the drawers from opening. I think we’ll have to find a shelf instead.

Now I have incipient blisters on my fingers and the palm of my right hand, and a rather sore back from stretching into inaccessible corners. Looking forward to a KFB pizza and some classic Dr Who this evening.

Sore hands, sore back

Beth got a new bed for Christmas; it is a full size single cabin bed, to replace her rather smaller child-size bed (which was supposed to be large enough for seven-year-olds, but Beth is too tall for it at five). As we were away for Christmas we couldn’t assemble it then, and then Beth was away for a week with my parents over New Year and we chose not to assemble it then, so she wouldn’t return home to an unfamiliar bed.

Today was the day for bed assembly. The twit that I am, I didn’t charge up my electric screwdriver ahead of time, and the battery was flat when we started. If I ever buy another electric screwdriver it will be mains powered, if such a thing exists.

Beth is very happy with her new bed. The drawers and cupboard underneath will hold most of her clothes and some of her toys. We can’t put a bedside table next to it, though, as it would block some of the drawers from opening. I think we’ll have to find a shelf instead.

Now I have incipient blisters on my fingers and the palm of my right hand, and a rather sore back from stretching into inaccessible corners. Looking forward to a KFB pizza and some classic Dr Who this evening.

The Keys of Marinus

We watched “The Keys of Marinus” this evening, a 1964 6-part Doctor Who serial. Written by Terry Nation, it takes the form of a quest. With each episode having a different setting, supporting cast, and plot resolution (as another key is found), the pace is quite sprightly for a Hartnell serial.

Beth enjoyed it a lot; it maintained her interest throughout (although she was amused at a couple of effects shots), and she was keen to stay up later than her usual bedtime so we could watch the final episodes. Hartnell fumbled a few lines, and there were a few camera wobbles, but broadly it works well. Worth a watch.

The Keys of Marinus

We watched “The Keys of Marinus” this evening, a 1964 6-part Doctor Who serial. Written by Terry Nation, it takes the form of a quest. With each episode having a different setting, supporting cast, and plot resolution (as another key is found), the pace is quite sprightly for a Hartnell serial.

Beth enjoyed it a lot; it maintained her interest throughout (although she was amused at a couple of effects shots), and she was keen to stay up later than her usual bedtime so we could watch the final episodes. Hartnell fumbled a few lines, and there were a few camera wobbles, but broadly it works well. Worth a watch.

Sweeney!

We watched “Sweeney!” this evening, the 1977 feature-film spinoff from the television series. I’d seen the second film several times (imaginatively titled “Sweeney 2”), but I don’t remember seeing this before. Action, villainy, shouting, hard drinking, and John Thaw — lots of enjoy here. Barry Foster had a silly accent as the baddie, Lynda Bellingham was almost-unrecognisably young, and Ian Bannen added character as a government minister. Dennis Waterman didn’t have much to do, though.

Sweeney!

We watched “Sweeney!” this evening, the 1977 feature-film spinoff from the television series. I’d seen the second film several times (imaginatively titled “Sweeney 2”), but I don’t remember seeing this before. Action, villainy, shouting, hard drinking, and John Thaw — lots of enjoy here. Barry Foster had a silly accent as the baddie, Lynda Bellingham was almost-unrecognisably young, and Ian Bannen added character as a government minister. Dennis Waterman didn’t have much to do, though.