Nicktor on a Thursday

Had some spare time this afternoon so I scanned in some pictures. Firstly, there’s our 2001 holiday to Devon which you can see here. Secondly, some more family photos, which can be found here.

I didn’t go to uni today. Naturally Mirinda thought it was because Nicktor and I had over-indulged last night. This is possibly true (the over-indulging bit) but it wasn’t my excuse. Today the class had an exercise to discuss a Danish report into libraries. It has nothing to do with overall marks and I thought my time could be better spent studying at home. Which I did.

The fact that it rained all day was a bonus, really, as I didn’t have to go out in it.

Last night we watched Saw. Nicktor nights are rapidly becoming film nights as we work our way through two (usually) films each week. I’ve never seen Saw and have often wondered what the fuss was about. Now I know. What an excellent twist at the end. And the whole idea is very clever as well. Not a film for the squeamish though as the blood and guts is quite graphic, particularly at the end. Nicktor is now keen to see Saw II. I have to admit to being a bit curious myself.

We then watched The Big Lebowski. A fantastic film. Though I don’t think Nicktor was convinced. He dozed off near the end and when he left this morning, declared that he’d have to watch it again just to find out how it ended.

We drank some beer and some whisky, had sausages and mash, watched the films and were in bed by 11:30. This is bit of a record for a Nicktor night.

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3 Responses to Nicktor on a Thursday

  1. Claire says:

    Gary, A beautiful wedding photo, I can see where you get your good looks All of the family in the family shot look so good. You were such a beautiful baby. Claire

  2. Mirinda says:

    I’d just like to point out that G now has gout in BOTH feet.

    I blame Niktor.

  3. Mum Cook says:

    Thank you Claire I thought he was a beautiful baby too.
    I love my glasses they where all the rage then. How did you manage to go to bed so early no footie.
    mum

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