I watched Pulp Fiction for the first time ever this afternoon. What a nice, family film to enjoy on a sunny Easter Sunday. Maybe on May Day, I’ll watch Carrie.
Two observations…
- Pulp Fiction is good, but it’s not great, like the hype suggests it should be. My favourite Quentin Tarantino movie was and remains Django Unchained. Hate me, film-buffs.
- Before today, I didn’t realise Harvey Keitel’s character, Winston Wolfe, was originally from PF. I thought WW was a creation of Direct Line insurance.
This afternoon, we* collected Roman’s prize for winning the Vets4Pets competition.
* when I say “we”, what I actually meant to write was “my dad, on his way to our house, to mow the lawn”. He’s a good ‘un.
Roman was very interested in the bag…
… especially when he found a toy inside!
Looks like it tastes nice!
When I die, I want to be buried.
I want the Leeds United squad to lower my coffin into the ground.
That way, the club will be able to let me down one last time.
You know when you get over excited too early?
Think the job is finished and the house has been built, before the roof has been put on?
Sing (and tweet) about a Leeds United promotion, long before the necessary points are in the bag…
What about flying a plane over the football ground during a game, to celebrate a premature promotion?
and then this happens…
This is exactly why I have been saying all season, that automatic promotion is far from guaranteed. OK, I may have even said Leeds won’t get promoted at all.
Any of my fellow Leeds fans, who have bought champagne, in order to celebrate promotion, should return the bottles to Asda, for a refund. Unless any supporters have already drank the champers – it certainly sounds like many have!
Despite being teetotal, I’m not saying don’t drink alcohol – why not swap the champagne for something more appropriate – like Fosters, Stella, Special Brew, or any beverage drank by tramps. Anything to drown your sorrows.
I’m off to drink a 6 pack of Castlemaine XXX…