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Good Friday? Jesus got crucified? If this is a “good†Friday, I presume they are using good in the context where it refers to “a day or season observed as holy by the church.†And I can't fault them for that.
Home. And I actually get Bank Holiday weekend off. Oh, apart from Monday. Still three days in a row is not too shabby and it's rare that any bank holiday means anything to a self-employed person anyway.
I got to hang out all day with my family and we didn't even leave the house. I was in my dressing gown all day too. This is all I live for now.
To be fair, even twenty years ago that's how I spent most of my downtime. Except then I was alone and crying. Though at least I'd have had some sleep.
I cooked a roast chicken for lunch. Usually we just throw the carcass out, but I remember my mum always made soup from the left over bits of the bird and like people from Victorian times, we decided to do the same. Catie made an incredible soup for dinner. How amazing not to be part of the throw-away culture that we're so used to upholding. Doubtless the people of the past would have also crushed up the bones and used them as salt or added them to an unguent. Or made them the basis of a Frankingstein chicken. But we were pleased to have got all the goodness out of the bird that had sacrificed its life for us.
Most of the rest of the day was just playing. Phoebe enjoys a game where I pretend to be a dog and she leads me around with my dressing gown cord or makes me collect a ball she's thrown in my mouth. To be fair, she's equally happy being the dog. But then her knees are 16 times younger than mine. It feels slightly strange to be training a 3 year old to bring you a ball. But as long as you are related to her and let her be a human some of the time then it's OK.
And more impressive work from CBeebies. We watched a brilliant version of the Tempest this afternoon, which stayed remarkably true to the original play even when it was Cook and Sinker from Swashbuckle playing the Boatswain and the Master or Mr Tumble playing Trinculo. They used big chunks of the original text and interspersed it with some songs (some from the actual play) and narration from William Shakespeare (played by Robert the Robot) and Captain Captain from Swashbuckle. The only real shame was that Rebecca didn't have much of a part in it, but then she did play the Ice Queen at Christmas, so the dads can't really complain.
I love the Tempest - I was in a production of it at school, playing Trinculo years before Tumble has even had the idea (I think I might have been the first ever to play the role) and having studied it for o level, so it was great to see my daughter rapt by this classy production. Even if it did have Andy from Andy's Dinosaur Adventures as Caliban. But at least Caliban wasn't allowed to travel back to the Jurassic era to stop Prospero taking over the island somehow. So even he was acceptable.
This is why the BBC is awesome. I will miss it when it's gone.
