Another sunny day

Mutterings continued.
 
The fine weather looks like continuing until Tuesday.  19c today, 20 tomorrow, 21 on Tues.
 
Having run out of Firefly, last night we watched Cadfael's Morbid Taste for Bones.  Quite co-incidentally, so did my folks!  I made low GI Chicken Biriani from a recipe in my diabetes cook book which has a lot of yummy ingredients, including cumin, cinnamon, ginger, curry paste and vegies.  Dessert cancelled out the Chicken, however.  Mmmmmm, flaky pastry with cream and custard and cinnamon.
 
Odd headlines (and even odder news items):

• "Missing rugby player found in fridge"
• "Mrs Slocombe shocks US.   US TV bosses have banned Mrs Slocombe as too shocking for Americans."  The moral here being - violence good, Mrs Slocombe's pussy bad.

From The Guardian: " Stage frights.   When theatre-phobic Lynn Barber claimed recently that no straight men go willingly to see plays, she was surprised by the outraged response. So she took up the challenge and went to the theatre herself. Would her prejudices be confirmed?"

From Poop Shoot - somebody didn't like I, Robot.  " I'm amazed that a majority of critics out there are giving thumbs-up or respectful passes to I, ROBOT (20th Century Fox, opening today). I'm assuming that somebody out there would like to hear what the experience of watching it is actually like, apart from its value as a semi-thoughtful sci-fier.

 The straight shoot is that I, ROBOT is a generally underwhelming sci-fi eye-candy thing with too much cartoonish CG to give it texture or visual gravitas. The other downer is a supply of totally rote performances (the dominant one, of course, delivered by star Will Smith) that affect the flow of this film like Xanax. The more you see, the snoozier it all gets. " He doesn't like Will Smith either.