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Tonight I broke with my nearly daily habit of watching the evening news on BBC1 and switched to Channel 4 to watch a documentary about the great man Muhammed Al Fayed, the billionaire business man and owner of Harrods. It focused on his persistent struggle to reveal who is behind the deaths of his son Dodi and Princess Diana in Paris in 1997.

He is a very outspoken man, who, due to his personal wealth and general importance, can say pretty much everything without having to fear any repercussions. He made use of this ability to say in rather strong words how lowly he thinks of the ruling class in great Britain, at one point saying that if the Royal family were still fully in charge of the UK today, it would be more like Great Bangladesh than great Britain.

The documentary was followed up by a life chat with Mr Al Fayed, where he seemed to be able to connect to normal people without appearing to be the showman he is often made out to be.

All over, I greatly enjoyed the film, a sentiment that Channel 4 Programming does not normally induce in myself.

Thank you Channel 4, and thank you Mr Al Fayed.

For all those individuals who are so desperately waiting for my photos from Edinburgh. I am afraid you have to wait a little longer.

As I am working throughout the Easter Weekend I can only work on them after Easter.

So long, and anyway, have a great few holidays.

My dear friend Nico from the German part of Europe, has written an emotional alliteration to all things that are not the way they are supposed to be in the number one police state.

Read it here nico-thom.de article.

The permanent link opens a bit awkward. To access his entire website go here http://www.nico-thom.de

Well done Nico!

One of the most singlularly disturbing films this year so far must be “ma mere” or “my mother”

This film addresses the so called oedipus complex and the returning feeling of motherly love. As a rated 18 film, it is quite severe, dealing with brutality, sex, a lot of sex, and finally death by suicide. All this happens in French, which makes this epic ever so slightly more remote and bizarre for an english speaking populi.

This sometimes weird film in the end defies its own explicity and changes the viewers perception of the main characters from curiosity to madness.

One might only hope that not too many Pierres and Helenas as they are depicted here exists out there. Although that too might be a futile thought.

NEWS FLASH!!!

For the first time this week, the sun is shining in Gravesend.

This is so extraordinary, I thought I let you know.

AMMENDMENT:

It turned out to be raining here in the eveneing after all. What a shame that I left the windows open. Nothing like coming home just to find your desk flooded while all the electronic equipment is sitting on it and charging.

Luckily nothing was damaged. No more open windows for me while I’m not there. Was a stupid thing anyway.