bread of heaven, bread of heaven (sing it with me)

Here a few comments seeing as it's been a while since there's been anything posted by myself on here. Because I didn't want to spoil the ever-increasing comment tally on the previous post. Thanks for that!

I'm a little taken aback by the fact that Songs of Praise is still on telly on Sunday evenings. Followed by Antiques Roadshow. Now I would have thought that the BBC would rather not maintain tradition merely for tradition's sake, as they could create something that would be more of an earner for the corporation (don't try to retaliate with how much of the license fee is spent on Doctor Who. It's obscene!), which must mean that SoP is still pulling in the ratings. I can just about comprehend that the Roadshow would get some interest, despite my ignorance for all things old*. But I am surprised that people still tune into SoP. The words still flash up on the screen, karaoke style (not sure when they'll add the dance mat arrows for a more interactive viewing). Now I'm not going to get into the debate about whether Christianity is in decline in contemporary society - I had enough of that with the last posting. But I am genuinely taken aback that people would still find this interesting. Aled Jones hosts (at least he did yesterday - I can't claim that I tune in regularly). What a nice young man. But he made his fame at a similar time to young Welsh lass Charlotte Church, and look what happened to that sweet and innocent choir girl. I would have thought that our generation would not take much interest in SoP, and as we grow up SoP would die out. However it's still going strong. If the tunes were good I'd support it, but they're a bit drab, on the whole. Let's move on.

*old and therefore boring

It's getting sunny, a bit - woo!

I have decided it's time to purchase a digital camera, as my current one looks a bit naff now (despite having an exciting zoom). Could I please have a little advice on what kind of spec is required, please? I'd obviously like quality pics but am no photography genius so there's no need for fancy extras. Apart from video. And lots of memory.

My home internet is still buggered and it is making me sad. I have thus far managed to avoid the little sod who lives in the house upstairs, who I like to blame for the broken connection. I think he feels he can fix it. However he's quite possibly the most irritating person I have ever met and therefore a lack of internet is preferable to having to thank him for fixing it.

Bread of heaven, bread of heaven, do be de de do be deeee...
(Anyone else familiar with hymns?!)

Moon. xxx