Showing posts with label Marina Sirtis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marina Sirtis. Show all posts

Sunday, 29 March 2026

Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 29th March 2026.

29th January, 2026.



It’s Sunday.

And I’ve got Radio 4’s Witness History playing very quietly in the background.

All about the first time someone broke the sound barrier.

Which is nice.

Equally as nice?

Was the Sunday Service: which seemed appropriate, as the first woman to be named as Archbishop of Canterbury was installed this week.

What IS a pain, however minor?

Is simply the fact the clocks went forward, overnight.

So, one, Britain’s now on British Summer Time.

Two, I’ve had to put two clocks, the two that don’t change automatically, forward.

And three … ?

I feel as out of sorts as I always do, when the clocks change.

Calling the whole thing a faff, seems mild … 

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Wednesday, 29 March 2023

Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 29th March 2023.

29th March, 2023.


Yep!

It’s Wednesday.

And, frankly?

I’m expecting a phone call from my GP: to check on how some pain killers are working.

At any rate … ?

I had my nephew over, yesterday.

You’ll’ve possibly guessed he’s posted a video … 


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Saturday, 18 February 2023

Star Trek Picard — Series 3 Episode 1 — The Next Generation — A Review

17th February, 2023: The Next Generation.




Right … I’ve officially got dinner on the go.

Fish and chips: again.

This time last Friday … ?

I was telling you about classic Doctor Who series, ‘The Crusade: the last episode, at any rate.

And Sunday?   Saw me watching — then reviewing — episode two of For All Mankind.

Right now … ?

Dinner’s a’cooking.

Fish and chips, again.

Once that’s eaten?

I’ll be settling in to watch ‘The Next Generation’: the first episode of Star Trek Picard’s third and last series.

You’ll find out more, tomorrow: when I publish my written and video reviews.

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Thursday, 29 March 2018

Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 29th March, 2018.

29th March, 2018.

The joys of being a Temp worker, eh … ?


Yes: I’ve been I’m officially ill, by my supervisor: and should take time off.

Not something I like, to be frank.   As a temp?   I don’t qualify for Statutory sick pay: so will have to put in at the Job Centre to organise income.   And probably need to see my GP: or, at least, a duty doctor, to arrange a sick note.

AND try and persuade the station to give me my money back on the two remaining train tickets for this week.

Money is the heart of our capitalist system … 

And a worry, at the moment … 

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