“Don’t pricktease, you Russian baboon!”

I’ve been given the run of the house to myself, so I have been taking the opportunity to use the shiny new DVD player I got for Christmas – on a set of Spooks series 1 DVDs.

I haven’t managed to see any of Spooks on the TV, so I’m coming to this very late. It’s really good. Very edgy with some unexpected plot-twists.

And then, halfway through the series, enter Hugh Laurie as the MI6 agent. Is he there for light relief? It seems slightly jarring – after all the high drama, the intrigue, the unexpected and gruesome deaths, the deathly seriousness, then suddenly we have Laurie, almost in the character he used to have in Fry and Laurie. Hmmm.

Just popped over to www.MI5.gov.uk -“Last updated 15.12.06 1000” – very reassuring. Hmm. And the site is available in Urdu, Arabic and Welsh. Eh? Pop over to MI6 – and that’s available in Spanish, Russian, French, Arabic and Chinese. In that order. No Welsh.

EDIT 04:21 – Gordon Bennett, that’s such a cliff hanger to end a series on!

Telly, telly and more telly

Well, not content with just watching University Challenge whilst we ate, we went on and watched The Choir, a programme about a thin posh bloke trying to get school kids in Northolt to sing. He was reasonably successful, but we sat here criticising his choice of music and his tactics.  Easy enough to do from the comfort of an armchair.

Then on to HIGNIFY with Rob Brydon in the chair, which was greatly amusing. And now on to to Newsnight.  I don’t think I have ever watched Newsnight from start to finish.  In my parents’ house, there’s always a scrabble to turn the programme off before the theme tune starts.  Jeremy Paxman is ever such a strange colour.

I have watched more TV on TV in the last few days than I have for years.  I tend to watch more on DVD on a computer upstairs.  Wireless laptop lets me spod from the sofa. Ideal.

University Challenge

It’s certainly the week for watching telly.
Well. I’m not sure I can concentrate on the questions, what with those extremely dishy guys on the right hand side of the Manchester team. Lavin and Elliott. Phwoar. They certainly “qualify”.

Fnarr, fnarr.

Tonight's Torchwood

Well, that was pretty terrible.

Plenty of echoes of the bad Dr Who episode Love and Monsters  – as soon as they started with the radical shift in narrative voice P and I were eyeing each other.  Neither of us liked Elton’s story much.

Torchwood is not shaping up.  It’s pretty consistently dreadful.  But I suspect we’ll still be watching it every week.

Tonight, we actually watched a fair bit of TV.  Making the most of Freeview.  Two episodes of Planet Earth, an old ep of West Wing.

Tonight’s Torchwood

Well, that was pretty terrible.

Plenty of echoes of the bad Dr Who episode Love and Monsters  – as soon as they started with the radical shift in narrative voice P and I were eyeing each other.  Neither of us liked Elton’s story much.

Torchwood is not shaping up.  It’s pretty consistently dreadful.  But I suspect we’ll still be watching it every week.

Tonight, we actually watched a fair bit of TV.  Making the most of Freeview.  Two episodes of Planet Earth, an old ep of West Wing.

Missing Eurovision

We missed last night’s Eurovision for a Lib Dem dinner in Chesterfield, but we left that soon after the speeches to get an early night, P having commitments at 9 this morning, bombed down the M1 and ended up at home as the last voting results were read out, followed by the winners’ second go at their song.

Well, the winner was certainly odd.  Someone’s been spending too much time listening to The Rasmus.

We didn’t turn the TV on for Eurovision, though — we turned it on to watch our Dr Who recording.  The cybermen were disappointing.  The mechanistic marching wasn’t really frightening, and they didn’t quite pull off the contrast between cybermen-as-mindless-robots and cybermen-as-enslaved-humans.  It’s fine for the Doctor to kill off a bunch of robots.  It’s a bit disturbing for him to remind the robots they used to be human before offing them.