Got a couple of days off this week. I've got a ton of stuff that I want to do and one thing that has to be done. So tomorrow, Rhiannon et moi are heading off to see TinTin. There's a couple of great trailers for it here - with Spielberg & Jackson at the helm and a script by Moffat, surely this has got to be one of the movie events of the year.

I see also that Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows is out a couple of days after my birthday. This means I must instigate a plan. Maybe a plan that involves said movie, some fajita wraps in a cool previously unexplored Mexican and a hotel room somewhere else. It had better not be snowing.

This morning, Ellie wanted to go horse riding with her friend. I guess I should know better by now that "The riding school isn't far" isn't really a fair evaluation of exactly where it is - which in this case was down a dozen single lane dirt tracks. It still amazes me that no matter how much I drive around this county, there are still so many out of the way places to be discovered. So what I expected to be a 20 minute trip turned into almost two hours - and now I've got home, the heavens have unzipped themselves and the rain is lashing down.

A younger me would think it was funny. The older me is kind of just waiting for The Phone Call.