Bank Holiday

The bank holiday weekend is continuing, and continuing, and will continue some more. Yes, bank holidays may be attractive for the travel lovers or wage slaves, but they drag endlessly on for lots of other people. Or they could drag on endlessly, if you didn't have a mess of things to read, watch and play. It's been an interesting few days for entertainment, actually, as the collected script book for the long-lost Marx Brothers radio show, 'Flywheel, Shyster and Flywheel' arrived and has been excellent, as has the movie 'The Russians Are Coming, The Russians Are Coming'. In addition to all that, the linux-wrapped versions of the terribly old computer games 'Silent Service II' and 'Colonization' dropped in nicely to the routine. Those old games may not live up to modern graphical standards, but there's something remarkably clean about their gameplay that isn't all that common now. I love that era of games which didn't revolve around first-person shooting of things...

What on Earth do other people do with bank holiday Mondays anyway? What is the magic ingredient? Are they doomed to be just like any other holiday or day trip and cursed with high levels of expectation and no actual enjoyment? Or can they be used nicely? To do all the relaxing home things you can't normally do? To break out some classical music, a book or a film? Or take time for exploring the local environment? Is a bank holiday best used in having picnic on the patio?

This time the reality of the bank holiday will be much exploring of the Flywheel script book, pre-preparation of a whole week's lessons, note-taking on 'Young Frankenstein' and maybe even a picnic. It's amazing how much more relaxed we can all be when canine convalescence continues remarkably. The dog is in ridiculous health for a past stroke victim. Indeed, it could be so relaxed that cookie production could recommence. Oh, those addictive cookies, those nutrition bombs that never stop giving... It has only been two days since the last batch ran out and the palpitations have begun. Next will be the hallucinations, and finally the rush to mix together all the ingredients in a veritable orgy of baking. Maybe a bank holiday is best used for baking? It's a thought!

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