Entry for 8th June, 2008

As you know - being avid readers of this excellent blog - I recently invested in Sky Plus. Well - I say "invested" - but daresay, it is not really much of an investment, given that I haven't really purchased an asset as such. Instead I pay a fee to record telly programmes. When you actually analyse it, it is not the type of investment decision that is likely to have the producers of Dragons Den beating down my door asking me to sit next to hatchet-faced financia guru Duncan Bannatyne in the next series. It is unlikely that Richard Branson is currently at home wringing his hands in desperation because Alan B's astute purchase of Sky Plus means that he is about to be usurped in the Sunday Times rich list.
So, on reflection, not really an investment then. More of an unnecessary item of expenditure (although not as silly or profligate as my recent impulse purchase of the mandolin).
At any event, whatever the financial ins and outs of the decision, I now have Sky Plus. (Although I was feeling a bit better about the purchase before I started writing today's blog. Never mind. I am a restless searcher for truth) Sky Plus is excellent though. It is particularly excellent because my Significant Other tends to monopolise the telly with Soap Opera viewing. This clearly interrupts much more important programmes, generally involving Bear Gryllis eating little creatures that were happily minding their own business until Bear and his camera crew decended on their little patch of rainforest.
The only problem for me is that, with most of the normal viewing hours taken up by the Soap Operas, it means that I have to catch up with my recorded programmes in the early hours of the morning. Hence, you find me bleary-eyed this morning, having sat up until 2am watching a re-run of the 1979 general Election coverage.
Now that's what I call entertainment. (The Tories won, just in case you were wondering).