Various eBay purchases over the last few weeks (mostly Star Wars minis but also a unique dinosaur): £53.57

And then there’s some more dinos from Spirit Games (they still have some of the out of production Ral Partha Beastmasters and HLBS smaller dino miniatures in stock): £19.25

Running total is now £576.47

Neil Gaiman writes: “Last night’s useful post was written, but was eaten by weasels.”

Eaten by weasels? Oh yes. We know all about things getting eaten by weasels.

I wonder what colour his weasels were.

So, bank holiday weekend (which two weeks into proper job suddenly takes on some importance once again) and the weather wasn’t bad.

pink_weasel and I went down to Dorking on Saturday and got overcharged by an Oxfam bookshop! So Lettice only saved 75% of the cost she would have paid on eBay rather than 90%. Then lunch with my parents and grilling over the wedding arrangements, then home in time for Dalek, which I’ve already written about.

Sunday didn’t quite go according to plan. The aim was to go to Morden Hall Park (sounds like a Hollywoord actor) and visit the craft fair, but a peek from the outside didn’t make it seem like it would be worth the admittance charge. So we got the tram to Croydon and went to see The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy instead.

I enjoyed the film but with a few reservations. The cast was excellent (Stephen Fry is so good as The Book, I can’t think of anyone else who could match Peter Jones), I loved the look of the film, the Heart of Gold in particular, but I think the only time I really laughed out loud was the “So long and thanks for all the fish” song.

And the ending seemed to strike a bit of a wrong note – going off into space rather than staying on the new Earth was a very un-Arthur thing to do (okay, it was a very un-HHGTTG Arthur thing to do, I know that’s more or less what he did do in SLATFATF). But Zooey Deschanel is very, very cute and I’m sure lots of people would follow her into space.

On the way home I rented DVDs of a couple films I’d missed out on last year, and generally I don’t think I missed much.

King Arthur is, of course, no where near as historically accurate as it claims to be, but when compared with almost every other Arthur film it does come closer. Clive Owen was okay as a Romano-British Arthur but Ioan Gruffudd made a very bland Lancelot and when the great list of warrior women is drawn up (any volunteers?) Keira Knightley’s Guinevere won’t be on it.

Alien vs Predator was better, in fact it was actually rather good. (Or had I just drank too many beers by then?) Sanaa Lathan’s Alexa Woods was a good Ripley substitute (or more accurately a Machiko substitute, go read the comics) and will be on that list. A couple of things annoyed the geek in me – we’d previously been led to believe that the Predators liked things hot but here they are running around Antarctica with no extra clothing; and secondly, isn’t the alien queen a hell of a lot bigger here than in Aliens?

Monday I spent taking all my miniatures out of the display case, dusting and rearranging. The case with the unpainted miniatures is now too heavy to lift. Oh dear.