The Lord of Leisure has finally begun resuming his leisurely activities, much to the rejoicing of the countless millions who offered their lives to ensure a return to form, lying on the settee, watching Doctor Who reruns while consuming the delicacies of various nations, such as the slighty grilled, yet refined with Worcester Sauce “cheese toastie”, which we all know was invented by James Watt in 1803 while working on his bike,

This was shortly followed by tasting the rare and satisfying “crisp” which was invented by the Venetian monks of Belgium in 25AD which was a result of finding the divine answer to “Where did I leave thine keys again?”

Even the pope gave thanks during his recent visit to America, when CNN questioned his grace about the sudden turnaround in fortune for the Lord of Leisure, he simply remarked “See, there is a god. I told you so, didn’t I?”

So it was a return to the things that I enjoy doing the most. From the very moment at waking up at 8:16am the proceeding morning, a feeling washed over me. Something was different, but what? Not bad different but good different. There was a sense of not rushing, and after drifting back and out of the erotic freeview land filled with the female of the species wearing various levels of clothing, I wandered down the stairs with a smile on my face and a stain in my underwear.

It then dawned on me. The different was: you don’t have to rush around doing anything today. Go and have fun mate.

When you are able to spend the vast majority of the day doing what you want, in this instance, playing a game without worrying about anything else what so ever, that’s when you know all is well. I had yearned for the mindless taste of free running and graphic violence that Assassin’s Creed presented all during the week, in fact, since it flew into my letterbox last Thursday, and to have a concentrated time to really get into it was fantastic.

I had played a few bits of the game but nothing past the first city, Acre as the dreaded work had beckoned me to complete that before other shenanigans. But as that was handed in on Thursday, there’s nothing more that can be done. It’s either good or bad, so now that’s it out of my hands, why worry?

I did actually finish the game too, clearly of course it was left open for multiple games afterwards to follow in it’s wake. Overall good effort from Ubisoft, it was worthy of my expenditure, though there are quite a few points of note which drag it down, actually perhaps that’s why it’s one of the easiest jobs in the world to be a critic. Pointing out flaws as always an easy task whereas pointing out what something does very well, is a lot more challenging.

I’ll tell you all about it in the next podcast, how about that for a slice of fried gold?

The rest of the time was spent watching some of the telly for a change, like the new series of Have I Got News for You and also tinkering with a few bits and bobs as you do. It was just a day filled with nothing really overly productive and it was good. If everyday was like that, then frankly, we would have either Heaven on earth, or some nightmare where the human race dies from being like sloths.

Today, which is Sunday, was also a leisurely day, waking up and once again drifting in and out of the aforementioned naughty place, before getting up and wandering downstairs to begin the lengthy but slightly more entertaining than other stuff process of thinking up entertaining gimmicks for the podcast.

There isn’t long left before that’s due so either I get the old skates on, bang out yet more award winning material which will cause profound thinking or dementia, we still don’t know yet, we’ll be in another naughty filler situation which is more than likely what May will bring, as there is so much to squeeze in there, we very well may have to skip another month. Of course time will tell on that.

As well as making sure that the most important thing today was done (buying milk), I once again took some time to causally sit down in Shrewsbury with Natalie and Laura again, in the same coffee place by the way, as before except the mood was a lot more cheery. There was also a crowd but they were more concerned with getting a moco-choco-bococino than anything else. Shame.

All this laying about may have not been a good thing but there we are, that has been the weekend’s duties and as Sunday draws to a close, we carry on with typing away on various things, all of which is nothing to with work. If this is what it takes to be happy, sign me up.

Nice.