Famously normal

Apparently Golden Balls (aka David Beckham) doesn’t actually have golden balls. And they’re not very impressive to boot. No, really. I have it on good authority. Not that you care. Not that I care. In fact, the only person who probably cares is Victoria. But to be honest, I think she’s got more pressing things to worry about right now.

They say you learn something new every day, and that’s what I learned this evening while having a jolly nice curry. Granted, not the most exciting of things, but slightly moreso than the information that John Cusack almost bought a clock in Glasgow.

Speaking of things that didn’t quite live up to expectation (tenuous link there, I know) I saw the Hitchhikers Guide To The Galaxy on Sunday. Now don’t get me wrong, it had its moments. Stephen Fry as the voice of the book was an inspired choice, and Alan Rickman as Marvin was another good casting even if I did think it would never work at the start. The film wasn’t a huge disappointment, but could have been so much better. But then, I was never a HUGE fan of the series anyhow, so maybe I’m not best placed to judge.

Well, that’s my 2 pence worth anyhow.