Welcome to another minute-by-minute live blog following all tonight's thrilling Creamguide action, as it happens.
What will fate hold in store for the safe completion of this week's mailouts? What circumstances, mishaps and bust-ups will contrive to throw multiple spanners in the works? And just whose turn is it to feel the full force of the managing editor's ire?
Rest assured that every single scrap of incident will be documented here, in real time. Stay tuned!
5.01pm
Sitting in the office of my proper job. Not much left to do. Get a drink of water.
5.06pm
Lower the blinds so the sun doesn't shine on my computer screen.
5.08pm
Take a sip of water.
5.15pm
In response to Chris's comment, I can exclusively reveal that Richard Stilgoe will be mentioned just the once in tonight's Creamguide.
5.27pm
Last night's Apprentice was good, wasn't it?
5.42pm
I can exclusively reveal that the Filmguide has been written and was sent over ready for publication an hour or so ago!
5.51pm
Don't forget to keep those emails coming: who's your Pick Of The Popes - Benedict XVI or John Paul II?
6.04pm
Erk! A last minute problem at work is keeping me late in the office. The entire evening is now thrown into confusion.
6.08pm
A text message from Tanya on the M62: "can u give a big shout to my m8s? weve just bin to Ikea at Warrington it was kewl"
6.15pm
Wash up my tea mug. Have a bit of trouble finding the scourer.
6.35pm
The problem is sorted. Time to head home. Wonder how public transport will be tonight?
7.45pm
Back at home. Fell asleep on the train as usual. Oh look, there's a letter addressed to someone who lived here years ago.
7.51pm
The first of TV Cream's weekly mailouts, the TV Cream Times, has been sent. Meanwhile it's time to heat up that leftover risotto from the other night.
7.53pm
Actually, someone once told me that reheating risotto could kill you. This is surely nonsense; it's not the reheating but in the eating that the danger lies.
8.02pm
A quick recap of last week's talking point opinion poll result: 16% of you thought it was good manners to smile at a stranger in the street, 84% of you thought this was likely to get you knifed.
8.19pm
Contention, she wrote! The Filmguide has been forwarded for delivery in a Rich Text File, a format which my computer is unwilling to open.
8.21pm
I open the Rich Text File.
8.34pm
There's a chill in the air tonight, don't you think?
8.44pm
The Digi-Cream Times mailout is finally on its way. Joe from Redcar thinks the Pope should be excommunicated for looking too much like Bernard Cribbins.
9.15pm
And there goes the TV Cream Films mailout.
9.22pm
Make some camomile tea
9.26pm
Well, I hope you all relished another action-packed rollercoaster of a live blog, full of thrills and surprises. If you enjoy reading blogs that write about the most mundane things in as joyless a manner possible in desperately tedious and pointless fashion, you'll find plenty more here, where forthcoming attractions include live blogging of the earth orbiting the sun tomorrow, and the opening of an envelope next Wednesday.
15 hours ago
5 comments:
This is thrilling. What's Old Man Dexter up to? How many times is Richard Stilgoe going to be mentioned into tonight's Creamguide?
I'm saying John Paul II, just for the TV extravaganza that accompanied his tour of Britain in 1982, with a special breakfast programme on BBC1, and Dickie Davies fronting a Pope-And-Sport special on ITV on Bank Holiday Monday.
Plus he was a "hip dude" character on Spitting Image.
Meanwhile, a few hundred miles away, I've just had my tea and done the washing up, so I'm about to put together TV Cream Times. It'll be out in about an hour, or whenever I come up with another way to say there's nothing on Friday, whatever's later.
Excitingly, the writing of part of this week's Filmguide was interrupted for an entire eighty one minutes, when the act of writing about the first Dalek film made me want to watch it with immediate effect. Very strange.
You're not a great fan of the Guardian, are you?
In which case, splendid, excellent, keep up the good work. I downloaded the Guardian Media podcast for two weeks until I felt the need to remove my ears.
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