Better than Taggart and A Touch of Frost, yet not quite as good as Morse or Waking The Dead, Montalbano is the Italian cop show we’ve been asked to study for, you guessed it, Italian lessons. He’s a maverick, he doesn’t play by the rules, but that doesn’t matter because by gosh does he get results.
There’s little all else to talk about really. The credit crunch still runs on, as do the various wars and conflicts plaguing the world today; it’s not trivial, but it’s not new.
Actually, I almost forgot to mention that I gave a lecture about learning languages in the management school lecture theatre 1 – the presidential suite of lecture theatres. It was to a bunch of sixth formers who weren’t sure what to take up for a degree; they were friendly and mature, and it all went well.
Twitter is beginning to bore me. Maybe it’s not quite boredom yet, but it definitely is tiresome. It’s just so inane, for example, as I type, a message seems to come in every two minutes and it’s either dull, or makes no sense. So far, the only points of interest have been Jonathan Ross taking pictures on his show with the top guests, and Stephen Fry, who is currently travelling the world, and often posts pictures from the set of any project he’s working on.
Otherwise, It’s turning into more of a chore than an activity. Twitter got big pretty much in ten days, despite having been around for a few years (I used to use it as a ‘now playing’ sign on my site for the music player), and as they say, the quicker the rise, the quicker the fall…
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