Friday 3rd November, 2023

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The first cup of tea of the day was made with The Beatles Now and Then soundtrack playing out. I still think a reworking of Grow Old With Me would have worked better. There’s already some decent AI DIY jobs out there.

The next task of the day was BRUUUCE. Time to blag a ticket for Wembley next summer.

I logged on and was moved slowly from the lobby to the waiting room to the queue. Online ticket buying is a right old faff.

I was told at the ticket sale time of 10am that 13k people were ahead of me. The queue moved a little quicker than an offline queue. Soon it was my turn.

“Hello, I’d like to buy a ticket for BRUUUCE. How much, please?”

I promptly left the queue. I knew these would be expensive. In my mind I was happy to go as high as £75.

The upper tier sets of the Wembley rim were £75. But these had already been sold - or at leat the ones released so far had been sold. I took comfort in the feeling that I’m not the only Springsteen loving tight arse.

I was offered other seats for £150. Yeah, yeah. I know. Nothing is cheap these days. I still expect to pay £7.50 to see a film. But I’m not paying £150 to watch any live gig. I’d rather buy 50 CD’s from the Frinton second hand shop, ta.

Oh well. So long, BRUUUCE. I probably won’t see you again.

My morning feeds were a little b0rked. For some reason I can no longer see Diamond Geezer in Feedly. With no daily post having dropped by 10am, I knew something was wrong.

A quick look at the front end, and yep, DG was of course blogging like clockwork. The feed url that I’ve been pulling in for decades (!) now has stopped working. I tried other variations, but couldn’t get anything.

Front end reading it is then.

The Graun’s Tens Thing to Watch for the weekend footy suggested that Cooper could be in trouble at the World Famous City Ground if we don’t win at home Vs Villa on Sunday. It’s hard to disagree with that.

Luncheon brought the next Beatles reveal. They’re pretty smart at this. A Making Of film on the Wednesday, the single on the Thursday, and finally the video on the Friday.

I treated it like a film premiere. I sat down with my MacBook Air and AirPods, had a hot cup of tea and took it all in for four minutes.

Peter Jackson has come up once again with a very playful video. I love how he managed to find eight hour of almost pure joy with Get Back. Now and Then is equally uplifting.

I loved the scenes where the old and new characters appear on stage together. Somehow it doesn’t feel forced. There’s plenty of Beatles goofing about. They should have goofed about a lot more in the final few years.

The end scene has a fab four bow. I actually applauded whilst watching alone on my MacBook. That was a lovely way to draw an end to one of the most magical stories.

For now…

We had a tea bag crisis mid-afternoon. We’ve fallen out of the habit of a big old Sainsbury online shop in favour of a back to basics Lidl cheapo run.

The last Sainsbury shop included about £30 worth of tea bags that were stashed away in the loft. This is a tea drinking house.

But wait! What’s this!

No more bloody tea bags.

Ouch.

An urgent text was sent to A who was midway through a Lidl run.

Meanwhile, I missed out on a Wreckless Eric ebay CD - by 20p.

Arse.

I headed out for my first walk in two weeks mid-afternoon. Baby steps were taken. I felt a little frail.

There was an extremely high water down at the Quay. This was added to ten minutes into the walk with a bloody big rain downpour. That wasn’t forecast.

I turned around, happy with the 1.5km tortoise pace walk. A 10km run seems months away.

Album of the Day: Blur - Blur

By far the most interesting of all the Blur albums. It killed off Britpop (hurrah!) and turned towards smack instead. Happy, happy, joy, joy. Damon’s voice sounds great, especially on Beetlebum.

I had to skip Song 2. There’s only so many times you can tolerate the grunge piss take. There’s some killer melodies with On Your Own. It gets dark with Death of a Party. I sniggered at Essex Dogs. Not a lot has changed.

⭐ ⭐ ⭐

I creamed myself over the final episode of Oshaka. The Jedi, the Witch and the Warlord title me made me laugh.

As did the ice cream van that did the rounds in Weird Wiv in the early evening gloom and rain. Good luck, fella.

The BBC Nottingham weekend sport preview was another decent listen. Young Nigel sounded deffo Up for the Cup with his Stags team live on the telly tomorrow evening. I’d love to see the Young Man do what his old man never managed to achieve.

We watched L******er Vs DIRTY Leeds to see out Friday. I sat on my hands.

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