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I had the programme for the Hay Festival through the post yesterday and it was the closest thing to hand when Saturday morning television let me down by being unspeakably boring (as a last resort I looked for Pokemon, because there's always been Pokemon on Saturday mornings - except not any more apparently). Flipping through the listed talks and events to see if there was anything I wanted to go to, I caught 'Shakespeare' and 'Catherine Tate' in the same box on the Friday page. Cue excited flailing. Because firstly, Doctor Who has moved me from indifference to love for The Tate and secondly, Shakespeare. I might've whined about my Shakespeare course last year but that was because of awful tutors and a mind-numbingly dull course structure; for Shakespeare himself I have vaguely guilty love and adoration.

SO Catherine Tate in a discussion of Shakespeare would make my weekend. Only then I looked at the date beside 'Friday' and it's the second weekend. We're going the first, because my mother was all "Oh we might want to go on holiday for the first week in June, no no, can't go then."

Am really sad now. :( And everything I want to go to on the first weekend is kind of late on the Saturday, when we're supposed to be coming home. I have a mournful sinking feeling that I'll end up going to nothing. Why the hell can't they send the programme out earlier? Dammit. Not to mention I'm going with my mother who would rather go for her thirteenth coffee of the day than anything remotely intellectual, so I won't get her to any talks or if I did, she'd just fidget and whisper through them (never go to the cinema with my mother. Silence is not a concept her side of the family does very well). I was planning on signing her up for some of the plant and gardening talks to get her out the way for a while. I might still do that and go book-shopping in peace, because if I'm not paying for talks then I can just spend it all on books and the fun, silly tourist stuff instead.

Next year (if I'm not in Australia at the time, which I might be so then it'll be the year after) I think I'll take the whole week off from whatever I'm doing and spend the whole Festival there. Go to all the talks I want. Mmmmmm, an entire literary week. I do think it's a bit silly to have it at the end of May though, really, because all the English students still have exams. Have it the middle of June and all the universities could organise trips or students could just go themselves. I would've done; it's only taken me this long because I always had deadlines.

I really want to go now though. Two more weeks of work is going to suck.

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Okay, so it wasn't Jessie's best performance. I'll grant that. However, I did understand every word she said. Sam? Not so much. I was really trying to listen and still struggling.

Yet the panel said the complete opposite. Are they listening to different people than me? It really pisses me off.

Everyone has had difficult songs this week, except Niamh who had a beautiful one but managed to make it difficult. I'm really not that impressed. It's kind of a mediocre week and it's sad when these are meant to be the final six and they're meant to be the best six of the best twelve. I think the lack of Sarah definitely shows these week; she was always a bright point regardless of what kind of Saturday everyone else had.

Kind of meh this week. Sigh.

I've forgotten what I meant to say about Doctor Who, other than ( spoilers for this week and next week's trailer )

Generally, this week has been disappointing for TV. And I was so tired and pissy last night that I completely forgot Trick or Treat. I've remembered in time to catch the repeat on E4 - AND NEXT WEEK IS DAVID TENNANT OMG OMG OMG - but I'm annoyed that I forgot something I love because I was in a bad mood. Sigh.

Also, Derren? I will not love you anymore if you kill that kitten. Okay, I know you won't but even suggesting it- I adore you but THE KITTEN. WHY THE KITTEN? WHY?

It's even a particularly adorable kitten. Argh. Why.