Friends

What is it about Friends? One can share moments of joy and happiness with them and also sorrow and sadness too. And sometimes you wonder why it all had to end. A clash of egos perhaps? Money? Fame? Or just plain boredom? I am of course talking about the TV series and not myself. Over the festive season (doesn't it seem like a long time ago?) I was entertained by the many episodes televised. How on earth had I missed this bit of comedic genius? Its not that I've lived on a different planet or have never ever seen an episode, its that I'd never bother paying too much attention to it before. So, my first new years resolution will be to catch up on ten years worth of Friends. Mmm. That last sentence has a sense of irony.......if I had been in a coma for a considerable length of time..

Cable Entertainment TV

The cable televisual experience is crap. Not only are most of the channels offering repeats but they happen to be ones that I don't really care about. A fine example of this is Hallmark. The most pointless TV programming ever. Who the hell watches this channel? Daily Mail readers? The Daily Express massive. Members of the Womens Institution? Old retired folk? Single mums with fifteen children, each one by a different father? Please! I'm not being ageist or classist but it seems like these movies on this channel have about as much appeal as a melon up ones backside.

....with the exception of E4. What is it about repeats of "Friends" that most folk find eternally funny? I was never too bothered about watching it when it first popped up on Channel 4 back in the nineties but as they run a double bill every night at just about the same time I finish my daily chores after work, I look forward to the antics of those hilarious but overpaid Americans. What saddens me is there doesn't seem to be a Brit equivalent. Doesn't matter. At least there was "The Office". Even better and perhaps flattering also is that the American's took the format and made a reasonable job of it.

I wonder if they could do a job of "Only Fools and Horses"? No. Probably not. This particular show is a British Institution, much like the Mini or a pint of bitter and Dairylea.

CHAMPIONS!!!

My mate Dave and I became doubles darts champions again last night. We both played rather well although if it wasn't for some bloke who decided to take a picture as I was throwing my last dart to wrap up the second game, it would have been better. Best of five and a 3-0 thrashing. I took the first game and my mate Dave the other two. I couldn't believe we won at first. I'd like to thank my parents, my sister, my friends and especially Big Nut for some meditative councilling throughout the match and to the opposing team for which we could never have achieved what we did.

As true champions we celebrated in the only way my mate Dave and I know how. Result this morning, hangover, kebab all over the living room floor, recollection of unwanted attention from some amorous soul.