Welcome back to another ‘Some Things for the Weekend‘ – an occasional round-up of the things that I’ve liked and loved over the past seven days.
It’s been a busy old week – we are going through a bit of decluttering frenzy at the moment. The kiddies toys have been ruthlessly culled, as have our clothes. There is still so much to go through, and I realise my hoarding habit was worse than I previously thought. But it feels good, and right, to reduce the amount of ‘stuff’ we own.
Anyway, enough about decluttering (although I’m pretty certain there will be a blog post or two about it in the future), here’s this week’s Some Things for the Weekend.
Some Things for the Weekend
I have just started reading ‘This is Going to Hurt – Secret Diaries of a Junior Doctor’ by Adam Kay. It’s as hilarious as it is heartbreaking, a love letter to the NHS, and a warning call to all about just how precious and essential the NHS is.
I’m still loving the current season of WestWorld on Sky Atlantic. The thing that really makes the series for me is the soundtrack, and this week I have been listening to a Spotify playlist comprising of tracks from both series.
A couple of years ago I picked up a copy of Kitchen Confidential by Anthony Bourdain in a local charity shop for the grand price of 25p. It was probably the best 25p I’ve ever spent as that book has become one of my favourites. His writing, his wit, his bluntness, and his absolute love and passion for food reeled me in; so when his death was announced a couple of weeks ago it upset me in more ways than I thought it would.
Since then I’ve found myself re-reading the book, reading the original post he wrote for the New Yorker that became the inspiration for Kitchen Confidential and also watching episodes of his series The Layover on Netflix.
I think, though, that this blog post about Bourdain on A Cup of Jo sums up the effect he had on people far better than I ever could.
That’s all for this weeks Some Things for the Weekend. Have a great weekend, whatever you are doing. We are off to the local funfair for the kiddies to go on bumper cars, eat their body weight in candy floss and toffee apples, and then, most likely, vomit* on the way home. xxx
*Fingers crossed it won’t happen, but with my two nothing would surprise me!
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