Vincent Fest

Last night my friend was keen to see Betrayal, but she also wanted to have another look at Purgatory. And a great evening was had by all.





I'm back to trying out contact lenses, and had a very successful day on Thursday, but on Friday I had to take the left lens out after a little while, and despite that being the distance lens I couldn't see to read. So Friday was a speccy day. I had another try today, but the problem remained. I'd gone out shopping, and had to nip into an optician's (not my own). They let me remove the lenses in their contact lens room, and spotted that the left lens was torn.

My willingness to carry on is seeping away. My left eye is irritated, and I'm not sure there isn't still a sliver of lens in there. My eyes are incredibly tired, and even in specs I can hardly focus on the computer screen. Add to all that the fact that it's been stiflingly hot today, and I suppose it's no surprise my head feels rather odd.

Hope I can see to watch Bobby in an hour.

Quickie

I have to fly! My friend phoned 2 minutes ago to say she was 10 minutes away!

The Whole Truth

For instance, Vincent D'Onofrio is the sexiest, most handsome man in the world.

Hands Straying

But not in my direction, sadly.

Dress Blues, too. (Sighs.)

Betrayal or Betrayed?

There seems to be a change to the advertised title of Sunday's episode.

And we should care beacuse?

It's Vincent, for goodness' sake. And here he is in all his glory:









































































I love the face he pulls when he's talking to Ross's old flame. I also think his hair is looking terrific. I love the standy-up curls.

Naked Love?

It seems to have appeared on YouTube, but my video won't show on this ancient computer at work, so I'm hoping it appears here.

Not Naked Love

I made a great video. It would not load on to YouTube. It would not load on to Blogger. I am seriously cheesed off. I am reduced to making a post of something recycled.

So, as tonight sees But Not Forgotten back on our screens, here are two I made earier.

Lucky Dip

I shut my eyes and clicked, and up came this old Picasa collage, which used to be the most technical thing I could do with pictures.

Sunny Sunday

We had glorious weather for the garden party - sunny and hot, but with the edge taken off by quite strong winds.

As you can see, a great time was had by all, especially the dogs, who begged relentlessly (and successfully) throughout the day. They are all rescue dogs. Boy, did they fall on all four feet.

Mair, the hostess, once rescued a ladybird when we were rehearsing in a church to take home and put in her greenhouse rather than have it die (it was winter). She has an extremely soft heart.