Monday, September 17 2018

I’ll be resuming this blog early in October

Jeg skal genoptage denne blog først i oktober

Sunday, September 16 2018

10:00 We call Sarah, our daughter in Perth, Australia, on whatsapp, to chat a little with her and with her 5-year-old twins, Lily and Jessie. They are in a good mood, and Lily's speech is much better now - no doubt the result of her weekly sessions with a local speech and language therapist.

Sarah continues to be the family breadwinner with her job as an accountant. The 5-year-old twins, Lily and Jessie, start school next February.

The twins are currently spending two mornings a week (Mondays and Wednesdays) at a local kindergarten. For a few weeks recently, Sarah and Francis paid for the children to spend Monday and Wednesday afternoons in an after school club, but this seems to have stopped now. Francis tried recently to hold down a part-time job as a salesman for new homes, but that came to nothing after about 3 weeks when he resigned.

Sarah and Francis are planning to buy a 5-acre piece of land high up in the hills outside Perth and get a local construction company to build them a house up there. She and Francis are currently negotiating a loan and looking for a construction company.

10:45 Lois has to go out - she wants to attend her sect's two worship services taking place today in Tewkesbury library. She has also been asked to teach a Sunday School lesson - oh dear!

Lois says that the Sunday school superintendent has really dropped her in it this time, because in effect she is going to have to teach not just one but 3 lessons in one hour - she has to cover preparations for Moses to lead Israel's children out of Egypt towards the land of Canaan plus the story of the 12 "spies" who screwed up and advised Moses not to settle in the country (the so-called "Caxit"), plus also their subsequent 40 years in the wilderness - oh dear, poor Lois !!!

11:00 I have a little alone time and go out into the backyard. I do a bit of weeding in the vegetable garden, the patch around Lois' zucchini plants, but to be honest I'm getting fed up with weeding and clearing up in the backyard.

Lois wants the backyard not to look like a complete jungle when Sylvia, her cousin from Melbourne, and Rod, Sylvia's new partner, arrive tomorrow to stay with us for a week. But in my opinion, the garden does not really look that bad now. And I suspect the probability is that Sylvia and Rod won't even set foot in the garden, other than looking out over it from their bedroom window: I have checked the view and the backyard's worst scandals are not visible from the window, thank goodness. I think I can now breathe easy ha ha!

Nevertheless, it has been useful to have a deadline - I always work harder and better when I have a deadline to aim at, I have to say.

13:00 I have lunch and afterwards I go to bed for my afternoon nap. I start drifting off to sleep when I suddenly remember that the discrete clip-on reading light I ordered for Lois is due to be delivered sometime today, so I get dressed again and go downstairs to doze in an armchair instead.

the discrete clip-on reading lamp I've ordered for Lois, so she

can read her bedtime books without disturbing me

if she wakes up in the middle of the night - hurrah!

16:00 Lois comes back from church and we relax with a cup of tea on the couch. The delivery guy brings Lois's discrete reading lamp shortly after.

18:00 We have dinner and spend the rest of the evening preparing a to-do list for tomorrow: all the last-minute assignments we have to take care of in preparation for Sylvia and Rod's visit. Good grief, the list is massive !!!!

Damn !!!! And I thought we were all ready !!!!!

I take a little look at my smartphone. Sylvia and Rod are currently staying with Sylvia's uncle Paul and his wife in North Wales. I take a look at Sylvia's Facebook page. The couple (or maybe only Sylvia and their hosts) have been visiting a granite quarry today on the north coast of the Llyn Peninsula. In her posts on Facebook, Sylvia never mentions the names of the places she and Rod visit. I suspect she has given up trying to cope with Welsh place names and their strange lack of vowels, and I do not blame her !!!

Uncle Paul is in the sunglasses, I think; the woman is either Paul's wife, 

or his daughter or daughter-in-law - but I'm not entirely sure

21:00 We watch a little television. The 4th part of a new classic drama series is on, based on Thackeray's famous novel, "Vanity Fair".

Yet another very enjoyable episode focusing on Becky Sharp's efforts to find riches and social status.

Olivia Cooke as Becky Sharp, in bed with Rawdon

In tonight's episode all the young military officers are travelling to Belgium - and their wives and lovers are travelling with them, which is nice! So Becky gets the chance to carry on going to bed with Rawdon while at the same time flirting with all the other men. In those days they knew how to conduct military campaigns in a civilised way, that's for sure. A bit of war in the day, but then masses of beautiful women and sumptuous balls in the evenings and nights. What madness !!!!

Napoleon has escaped his exile on the island of Elba, and only the British and Prussians can stop him. Exciting times! But after the battle at Waterloo, there was peace in Europe for half a century or more, which made a refreshing change.

Britain then had a feeling of complete omnipotence and got rid of its intelligence services. I think some people recommended the same reaction when the cold war “ended” early in the 1990s "- my goodness, what a crazy world we live in !!!!

22:00 We go to bed - A busy day awaits us tomorrow, no doubt. ZZZZZZZZZZ !!!!!

Danish translation

10:00 Vi ringer til Sarah, vores datter i Perth, Australien, for at snakke lidt med hende og hendes 5-årige tvillinger, Lily og Jessie. De er i godt humør, og Lily taler meget bedre nu – uden tvivl som resultatet af hendes ugentlige sessioner med en lokal tale- og sprogterapeut.

Sarah fortsætter med at være familieforsøgeren med sin arbejde som revisor. Deres 5-årige tvillinger, Lily og Jessie, starter i skole næste februar.

Tvillingerne tilbringer for tiden to formiddager om ugen (mandag og onsdag) på en lokal børnehave.  I nogle uger for nylig betalte Sarah og Francis for, at børnene tilbragte mandag og onsdag eftermiddager i en efterskoleklub, men dette ser ud til at have stoppet nu. Francis prøvede at klare et deltidsjob som sælger af nye hjem men det blev ikke til noget efter ca. 3 uger, da han takkede af.

Sarah og Francis planlægger at købe et stykke jord på 2 hektar, højt oppe i bakkerne udenfor Perth og få et lokal byggefirma til at bygge dem et hus deroppe. Hun og Francis er for tiden i forhandlinger om at få et lån og finde et byggefirma.

10:45 Lois skal af sted – hun ønsker at deltage i sin sekts to gudstjeneste, der finder sted i dag i byen Tewkesburys bibliotek. Hun er også blevet bedt om, at undervise en søndagsskolelektion – du godeste!

Lois siger, at søndagsskolelederen virkelig har rodet hende ind i en masse skidt, fordi hun praktisk skal undervise ikke 1 men 3 lektioner på en time – hun skal dække forberedelser på, at Moses leder Israels børn ud af Egypt mod Kana’ans land, udover de 12 ”spioner”, der fuckede op og rådte Moses ikke til at de bosætter sig i landet (den såkaldte ”Caxit”), også deres efterfølgende 40 år i ørkenen – du godeste – stakkels Lois!!!

11:00 Jeg har lidt alenetid og går ud ind i baghaven. Jeg luger lidt i grøntsagshave, det jordstykke omkring Lois’ zucchiniplanter, men jeg begynder at blive ked af at luge og rydde op i baghaven.

Lois vil have, at baghaven ikke ser ud som en sand jungle, når Sylvia, hendes kusine fra Melbourne, og Rod, Sylvias nye partner, i morgen ankommer for at bo hos os i en uge. Men efter min mening ser haven faktisk ikke ret dårligt nu. Og jeg mistænker, at sandsynligheden er, Sylvia og Rod måske ikke gider at sætte sine ben i haven, ellers end, at kigge ud over den fra deres soveværelsesvindue: jeg har tjekket udsigten og baghavens værste skandaler er ikke synlige fra vinduet, gudskelov, og jeg kan så ånde lettet ha ha!

Det har imidlertid været nyttigt at have en frist – jeg arbejder altid hårdere og bedre, når jeg har en frist til at stile efter, det må jeg nok sige.

13:00 Jeg spiser frokost og bagefter går jeg i seng for at tage en eftermiddagslur. Jeg begynder at glide over i søvnene, da jeg mindes, at den diskrete clip-on læselampe jeg bestilte til Lois skal blive leveret i løbet af dagen, så jeg klæder mig på igen og går ned at trappe for at blunde i en lænestol.

reading light: den diskrete clip-on læselampe jeg har bestilt til Lois, så hun

kan læse sine sengetidbøger uden at forstyrre mig,

hvis hun vågner op midt om natten – hurra!

16:00 Lois kommer tilbage fra kirke og vi slapper af med en kop te i sofaen. Bybudet leverer Lois’ diskrete læselampe kort efter.

18:00 Vi spiser aftensmad og bruger resten af aftenen på at udfærdige en gøremålsliste til i morgen: alle de sidste-øjeblik opgaver, vi må klare i forberedelse på Sylvia og Rods besøg. Du godeste, listen er massiv!!!!

Pokkers!!!!

Jeg kigger lidt på min smartphone. Sylvia og Rod bor for tiden hos Sylvias onkel Paul og hans kone i Nord-Wales.  Jeg kaster et blik over Sylvias Facebook-side. Parret (eller måske kun Sylvia) har i dag besøgt et granit-stenbrud på Llyn-halvøens nordlige kyste.  I sine posts på Facebook omtaler Sylvia aldrig navne af stederne, hun og Rod besøger. Jeg mistænker, at hun har opgivet at takle walesiske stednavne, med deres underlige mangel på vokaler, og jeg bebrejder hende ikke!!!

onkel Paul i solbrillerne (?); kvinden er enten Pauls kone, eller hans

datter eller svigedatter – det er jeg ikke helt sikker på

21:00 Vi ser lidt fjernsyn. De viser den 4. del af en ny klassisk dramaserie, baseret på Thackerays berømte roman, ”Vanity Fair”.

Endnu et meget nydeligt afsnit, der sætter fokus på Becky Sharps indsats for at finde rigdom og forbedre sin sociale status.

Olivia Cooke som Becky Sharp, i seng med Rawdon

I aftenens afsnit, rejser alle de unge militære officere over til Belgien – og deres koner og kærester rejser sammen med dem, hvilket er rart! Og Becky får chancen for at fortsætte med at gå i seng med Rawdon,  samtidig med  at flirte med alle de andre mænd. Dengang vidste man, hvordan man burde lede militære felttog på en kultiveret måde – ingen tvivl om det! Lidt krig om dagen, men så masser af smukke kvinder og masser af overdådige baller om aftenen og om natten, krig om dagen. Sikke et vanvid!!!!

Napoleon har undslippet af sin forvisning på øen Elba, og bare briterne og preusserne kan stoppe ham. Spændende tider! Men efter slaget ved Waterloo var der fred i Europa i et halv-århundrede eller mere, hvilket gjorde en forfriskende forandring.

Storbritannien havde derefter en følelse af ophøjet almagt og droppede sine efterretningstjenester. Jeg tror, at nogle mennesker anbefalede den samme reaktion, da den kolde krig først i 1990’erne ”endte” – du godeste, sikke en skør verden vi lever i !!!!

22:00 Vi går i seng – en travl dag venter os i morgen, ingen tvivl om det. Zzzzzzzzzz!!!!!

Saturday, September 15 2018

09:15 Lois and I drive over to the local Sainsbury's supermarket to do the food shopping.

Sylvia, Lois' cousin from Melbourne, and Sylvia's new partner, Rod, will be arriving on Monday night to stay with us for a week, so their visit is our main focus for the time being. I buy 5 bottles of wine (2 red, 2 white and 1 rosé) and 12 cans and 6 bottles of beer, to start with, even though we do not have the slightest idea whether they are heavy drinkers or teetotallers or something in between (which frankly is the most probable). But the jury is still out on that one.

We have received only one message from the couple since they arrived in England 2 weeks ago: they asked us to pick them up at the train station on Monday at 5:51pm. But we have kept an eye on their doings thanks to Facebook:  Sylvia is a massive fan of Facebook, and usually puts up to 20 posts a day on her Facebook page, mostly video clips of cute animals, or " pithy sayings" she has "liked" online - my god, what a crazy world we live in !!!!

The couple stayed for a few days with Sylvia's Aunt June in Redditch, and they are now near Pwllheli in North Wales, staying with Sylvia's uncle Paul. Judging from today's pictures, they have been visiting a local coastguard station, and also Aberdaron, a charming village with an old church.

Sylvia and Rod with 2 Coastguard personnel

at the local Porthdinllaen Coastguard Station, overlooking the Irish Sea 

in the direction of Dublin and the Republic of Ireland

Rod and Sylvia in front of an old church in Aberdaron village

 (left to right) Uncle Paul's wife, Uncle Paul and Rod

at an old cafe (Y Gegyn Fawr) in the charming village of Aberdaron

12:00 We have lunch. Lois feels much more relaxed now that she feels we have done the most pressing preparations for Sylvia and Rod's visit - she is in a super-confident mood today and dominates our conversation, which is nice - I like it when she takes control! And she gives me permission to take my usual gigantic afternoon nap while she listens to a bit of radio: an interesting drama all about the friendship between two poets, Edward Thomas and Robert Frost, during World War One.

a typical Edward Thomas poem

14:45 I get up and go out into the backyard. I fill 2 more big black bags with branches I have cut off the huge high hedges between our garden and Bill's garden. Afterwards, I do a little weeding on the vegetable patch behind the greenhouse, which has become a real jungle. I hardly stop to take breath, and work harder than I have done for many years - yikes!

15:45 I come back into the house and look at my smartphone. Steve, my American brother in law has sent me the link to an interesting web article.

Scientists now think that Britain is made up of parts from 3 different prehistoric land masses, not two, as had previously been thought:  in the past it was believed that the country was the combination of  pieces of only 2 prehistoric continents - Laurentia (now North America) and Avalonia (now the northern European continent).

The latest research suggests that there was also a third component, represented by the counties of Cornwall and South Devon, which are now thought to be once part of Armorica (now the southern European continent). The geological conditions in these two counties resemble France more than they do  the rest of England apparently, and that's why people in the area were able to mine tin and tungsten, for example, starting way back in prehistoric times.

And it was Cornwall's rich sources of tin that tempted the Roman Empire to conquer England: a development that changed our history forever, needless to say. Without the metal tin as a prize, the Romans would not have bothered to cross the English Channel - I have no doubts about that.

Cornwall and Devon's rich sources of tin tempted the Roman Empire 

to conquer England, which changed our history forever.

Lois and I plan to go to Devon on holiday in a couple of weeks' time, and we may decide to collect some rocks from both sides of the “border” so that Steve can check the researchers' theories. He hasn’t specifically asked us to – we are just reading between the lines of his email. But we will need to take an extra big, strong suitcase along when we visit the area - that's for sure !!!

16:00 Lois' radio drama is over and she swings by our neighbours Bill and Mary, to talk to Mary and Bill's sister-in-law, Pauline, who is currently visiting them. Mary was discharged from the hospital a few days ago after she tripped over the steps by their front door and injured herself. The incident did not help Mary's mild dementia, I have to say. Poor Mary.

I have a little bit of alone time and settle down in my favourite armchair to watch this week's wrestling on television.

An enjoyable program, as always, with lots of dramatic events, needless to say. The program showcases a semi-final between two 6 ft tall women.

There is also a team match between 2 real life couples. But watching the two couples in the ring, I start to wonder if it is not perhaps a big mistake to hook up with, or marry, a partner from the same profession? I imagine the subjects of conversation at their lunch table would be a little predictable, to put it mildly: just throws and holds, and then just more of the same in the evening – oh dear!

a semi final between two massive 6 ft tall women: I'd rather not

meet either of them up some dark alley, or even a well-lit one  - that's for sure! Yikes !!!

the couples match: the two women unfortunately get tangled up in the ropes

and have to be extricated by stewards: it’s a dangerous sport all right!

 - my god, what madness, just their luck!

The show's climax is, as usual, the match between the two masked wrestlers, Crater and Robbie X, the winner being whoever rips off his opponent's mask first. Basically  it's Crater’s mask that gets torn off, but we see his ugly face only for a few seconds before he snatches the mask back: nevertheless the two seconds are enough to show that he is much less ugly with the mask on, no doubt about that. Yikes (again)!

The programme's climax: Robbie X rips Crater's Mask

off, to reveal ... a typical wrestler’s ugly face: no surprise there!

17:00 I'm feeling completely drained after my afternoon in the vegetable garden and I go to bed to rest a little. Lois comes back from the neighbours’ house and hops into bed with me. We exchange notes - she tells me about the radio drama with the two poets, and I bring her up to date with the results of the latest wrestling. She is very sorry that she missed seeing Crater's mask being torn off - but I told her it was not a pretty sight and she seems satisfied with my overview.

We read about 10 pages of our respective bedtime books and get up. We have dinner at 7pm, a little later than normal.

19:30 We spend the rest of the evening watching television. We are both feeling a little drained and we decide to see something not very demanding. A documentary is on, all about the Loch Ness monster.

A bit of a waste of time when everyone knows that the original photo was a scam, but it kills an hour or so. Another example of a myth that people want so much to believe is true, that they  immediately start seeing things that are not there. My god, what madness!

21:00 We see 3 episodes of "Upstart Crow", a sitcom all about Will Shakespeare and his circle of friends. The sitcom's writer, Ben Elton, specialises in historical comedies, such as the Blackadder saga.

The program is quite amusing, with dialogue in mock Elizabethan English, a mock Shakespearean plot, and a lot of historical and cultural references only suitable for educated people, which is a bit of a refreshing change ha ha ha.

Will is writing Midsummer Night’s Dream, but Kate questions whether somebody who has taken one of Puck’s potions can really be said to be in a position to consent to sex.

This programme is never afraid to tackle controversial and topical subjects, that’s for sure! Good on you, Ben!

22:00 What a day! We go to bed - zzzzzzz !!!!!

Danish translation

09:15 Lois og jeg kører over til det lokale Sainsburys supermarkedet for at købe ind. Sylvia, Lois’ kusine fra Melbourne, og Sylvias nye partner, Rod, kommer på mandag aften for at bo hos os i en uge, så deres besøg er vores hovedsagelige fokus for tiden. Jeg køber 5 flasker vin (2 røde, 2 hvide, og 1 rosé) og 12 dåser og 6 flasker øl, for at begynde med, selvom vi ikke har den fjerneste anelse om, om de er stordrikkere eller afholdsmennesker eller noget indimellem (det mest sandsynligt ærligt talt ha ha!). Men juryen er stadig ude om det.

Vi har fået kun 1 besked fra parret, siden de for 2 uger siden ankom til England: de bad os om at hente dem ved banegården på mandag kl 17:51. Men vi har holdt os ajour med deres gøren og laden tækket være Facebook:  Sylvia er en massiv fan af Facebook, og plejer at lægge op til 20 posts om dag op på sin Facebook-side, for det meste videoklip af søde dyre, eller ”bevingende ord” hun har ”liket” på nettet – du godeste, sikke en skør verden vi lever i !!!!

Parret boede i et par dage hos Sylvia’s tante June i Redditch, og de er nu i nærheden af Pwllheli i Nord-Wales, og bor hos Sylvias onkel Paul. Ud at dømme fra dagens billeder, har de været på besøg til en lokal kystvagtstation, også Aberdaron, en charmerende landsby med en gamle kirke.

Sylvia og Rod sammen med 2 kystvagtpersonale

på den lokale Porthdinllaen kystvagtstation,

der har udsigt over Irske Hav i retning af Dublin og Republikken Irland

Rod og Sylvia foran en gamle kirke i landsbyen Aberdaron

 (fra venstre til højre) onkel Pauls kone, onkel Paul og Rod

på en gammel café (Y Gegyn Fawr) i den charmerende landsby Aberdaron

12:00 Vi spiser frokost. Lois føler sig meget mere afslappet, nu hvor hun føler vi har klaret de mest pressende forberedelser på Sylvia og Rods besøg – hun er i super-tillidsfuld humør i dag og dominerer vores samtale, hvilket er rart – jeg kan lide det, når hun tager styringen! Og hun giver mig tilladelse af tage min sædvanlige gigantiske eftermiddagslur, mens hun lytter lidt til radio: en interessant radiodrama, der handler om venskabet mellem de 2 digter, Edward Thomas og Robert Frost under den 1. verdenskrig.

et typisk Thomas-digt

14:45 Jeg står op og går ud i baghaven. Jeg fylder endnu 2 flere sorte sække med grene, jeg har klippet af de enorme høje hække mellem vores have og Bills have. Bagefter går jeg i gang med at luge jordstykket bagved drivehuset, der er blevet til en sand jungle. Jeg stopper næsten ikke for at trække vejret, og arbejder hårdere, end jeg har gjort i mange år – yikes!

15:45 Jeg kommer tilbage ind i huset og kigger på min smartphone. Steve, min amerikanske svigerbror har sendt mig linken til en interessant webartiklen. Det viser sig, at forskere nu tror, at Storbritannien består af dele fra 3 forskellige forhistoriske landmasser, ikke 2: før i tiden troede de at landet var kombinationen af kun 2 forhistoriske kontinenter - Laurentia (nu Nord-Amerika), og Avalonia (nu det nordlige europæiske kontinent).

Nu mistænker de, at der var en tredje komponent, der findes i grevskaber Cornwall og Syd-Devon:  Armorica (nu det sydlige europæiske kontinent). De geologiske vilkårer i disse 2 grevskaber ligner mere Frankrig, end resten af England, lader det til, og derfor kunne folk i området udvinde tin og volfram for eksempel, startende fra forhistoriske tider.

Og det var Cornwalls rige kilder på tin, der fristede Romerriget til at erobre England: en udvikling, der forandrede vores historie for evigt, unødvendigt at sige. Uden tinne, ville de ikke have gidet at krydse den Engelske Kanal – det har jeg ikke nogen tvivl om !

Grevskaberne Cornwall og Devons rige kilder på tin

fristede Romerriget til at erobre England, hvilket forandrede vores historie for evigt.

Lois og jeg planlægger at tage til Devon på ferie om et par ugers tid, og Steve har bedt os om, at samle nogle sten fra begge sider af ”grænsen”, så han kan tjekker forskernes teorier – vi skal medtage en ekstra kuffert, når vi besøger området – det ved jeg med sikkerhed!!!

16:00 Lois’ radiodrama er slut og hun smutter ind hos vores naboer Bill og Mary, for at snakke lidt med Mary og Bills svigersøster Pauline, der for tiden er på besøg hos dem. Mary blev skrevet ud fra hospitalet for et par dage siden efter hun snublede over trappetrinet  foran hoveddøren og blev skadet. Hændelsen hjalp ikke Marys milde demens også, det må jeg nok sige. Stakkels Mary.

Jeg har lidt alenetid og sætter mig til rette i min bedste lænestol for at se denne uges brydekampe i tv.

En nydelig program, som altid, med masser af dramatisk hændelser, unødvendigt at sige. Programmet fremviser en halvfinale mellem 2 6 fods høj kvinder; også en holdkamp mellem 2 virkelig liv kærestepar – men er det ikke en stor fejl at finde sammen med, eller gifte sig med, en partner af samme profession? Jeg forestiller mig, samtalen ved spisebordet ville blive lidt forudsigelig, det har jeg ikke nogen tvivl om !

halvfinalen mellem 2 6 fods høj kvinder: dem ville jeg hellere

ikke møde på en eller anden mørk gyde – ingen tvivl om det! Yikes!!!

kærestparenes kamp: de to kvinder bliver desværre indviklet i rebene

- du godeste, sikke et vanvid, bare deres held!

Showets klimaks er, som sædvanligt, brydekampen mellem de to maskede brydere, Crater og Robbie X. Vinderen skal være den, der når at rive sin modstanders mask af. Kort sagt, det er Craters mask, som bliver revet af. Vi ser hans grimme ansigt imidlertid for kun et par sekunder, før han snupper den tilbage: men de to sekunder er nok til at vise, at han er meget mindre grim med masken på, ingen tvivl om det. Yikes (igen) !

programmets klimaks: Robbie X river Craters mask

for at røbe.... endnu et grimt ansigt: ingen overraskelse der ha ha

17:00 Jeg er slået ud efter min eftermiddag i grøntsagshaven og jeg går i seng for at hvile lidt. Lois kommer tilbage fra naboerne og hopper op i sengen til mig. Vi udveksler noter - hun fortæller mig om radiodramaet, der handlede om de to digter, og jeg fører hende ajour med resulater af de seneste brydekampe – jeg forsøger ikke engang at demonstrere kastene og grebene ha ha! Hun er meget ked af, at hun gik glip af at se Craters mask revet af – men jeg fortalte hende, det ikke var en smuk syn, og hun virker tilfredssstillet af min oversigt.

Vi læser ca 10 sider af vores henholdsvisse sengetidbøger og står op. Vi spiser aftensmad kl 19, lidt senere, end normalt.

19:30 Vi bruger resten af aftenen på at se lidt fjernsyn. Vi er begge to lidt udslæede, og vi beslutter at se noget ikke særligt krævende. De viser en dokumentarfilm, der handler om Loch Ness-uhyret.

Lidt af et spild af tid, når alle ved, at det oprindelige foto var et svindelnummer, men det slår en time ihjel. Endnu et eksempel på en myte, som folk er ivrige efter at tro er sand, så folk begynde at se ting, der ikke er der. Du godeste, sikke et vanvid!

21:00 Vi ser 3 afsnit af ”Upstart Crow”, en sitcom, der handler om Will Shakespeare og hans omgangskreds. Sitcommens forfatter, Ben Elton, specialiserer sig om historisk komedier, for eksempel Blackadder-sagaen.

Programmet er ganske morsomt, med dialog på parodisk elisabetansk engelsk, et parodisk shakespearesk plot, og en masse historiske og kulturelle henvisninger kun egnede til uddannede mennesker, hvilket er en forfriskende forandring ha ha ha.

22:00 Sikke en dag! Vi går i seng – zzzzzzz!!!!!