Its a strange life when you find yourself one minute up to your ears in tax returns and the next, having received a lovely phone-call from Neil Gaiman, you are strolling red-carpetwards to the European premiere of Neil's new movie Beowulf...

The film is a staggering feat of CGI 3-D technology with big burly Thanes and Angelina Jolie as a golden serpent demon who is essentially just a pissed off Mammy.
Now I remember studying that great poem Beowulf as a kid and it wasn't nearly as exciting as this. The screenplay was written by Neil G and Roger Avary.. and it certainly re-invigorates the story.
And yes, it was interesting to see Angelina and Brad (these people who no longer need surnames) strolling around like your average Joe's (albeit in the constant flash of papparazzi lights), but more interesting to see Antony Hopkins.. more interesting still to hook up with Neil at his hotel beforehand and witness the man I've only ever known dressed in a thick leather jacket and black jeans sporting a very expensive silk-lined suit jacket and well.. ok, black jeans, but ten out of ten from the waist up.. and who am I to talk anyway.. la Gilmore was also wearing her trusty Levi's.




What a pair of dark-eyed lovelies..

And so it was that I returned home this Monday morning at about 4am after driving back from London.. to a large and sinister pile of receipts and spreadsheets. Bollocks.

In other news..

I am now the proud owner of my very own YouTube channel

Make sure you come and subscribe to my channel

HERE

Because I'm going to be putting up brand new never heard before songs, performed from my dark living room. In fact, if you go there now, you can find one there already.

Hooray for DIY TV

T x