Mandi woke me up to tell me it was ten o’clock and that she was going shopping. I had a cup of tea and took Jack to the park for an hour. I haven’t had time to give him a proper run out all week, walking him but not giving him the chance to run around without his lead. The added advantage is that when he is in the park with no lead he disappears into the bushes to go for a crap so I don’t have to pick it up.

My good intentions went a little awry as I recorded The Sunday Alternative before Mandi returned from shopping and made some brunch. Once I had the podcast recorded (with a few technical hitches as I am a little out of practice, but now that it’s going to be weekly I’m sure I’ll be fine in the future), I uploaded it and put it on the blog page with tomorrow’s date on so it will appear as if by magic. After this I lost motivation to a degree, I didn’t want to work for too long as it’s the weekend so I did a little preparation for the week ahead. In an ideal world I would have spent a large chunk of today working but ask yourself this; when you volunteer to take the weekend shifts do you work as hard as you do during the week? Of course not because your heart isn’t really in it, despite the extra pay.

We watched a film tonight called About Time, a British film written and directed by Richard Curtis and starring Bill Nighy among others. I’d never heard of this film which isn’t surprising given my tendency to ignore the film world for long periods of time; however this must have been one of the less successful films from Curtis. Hugh Grant must have been on holiday as he isn’t in it. The premise of the film is that the men in the family have the ability to travel back in time simply by shutting themselves away in the dark and willing themselves back. It is the son of Nighy’s character that the film centres around, and he uses his new found ability to correct little mistakes and eventually fall in love. They can’t travel back further than the birth of their own children, and can only travel backwards within their own lifetime.

Mandi bought the DVD knowing that I would watch a film about time travel without persuasion, (apart from The Time Traveler’s Wife which was such a dull book it put me off), and if such a thing was possible then the method used in the film is how I would like to do it. Shutting yourself in the dark and willing yourself is far safer than using a time machine, as we know that whatever the time machine runs on , you will run out of it and that causes problems. Even when you think you have the perfect fuel, as I once found out in Leeds.

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