I watched about 9.5 hours of Glastonbury, mostly on fast forward. Bah humbug. Not sure if I should be worried about me or the state of the music industry, but I'm not going to sweat that one.
I rented that Statham film and took it back without watching it; decided life was too short, though I am looking forward to his next, which is unusual for me.
I made it about half an hour into that Ben Wheatley thing.
Where's the positivity i hear you cry...er...I think i intend to see that thing with Frank Langella about the bloke with the robot.