Good Omens, literally

[nineveh_uk]

After going home sick at lunchtime*, my day has been greatly improved by the first photo of David Tennant and Michael Sheen as Crowley and Aziraphale in the forthcoming TV adaptation of Good Omens.



I definitely approve. Crowley's a bit different from the book, but the faint miasma of desperation exuding from the aging would-be rocker works for me. As for Aziraphale, for the people complaining that it looks exaggerated, that's mild compared to some of the horrors you get round Oxford**. The appalling cut of the trousers is a particularly fine touch, and I like the 'cherub gone to seed' of the fluffy blond hair.

*To the tune of Bohemian Rhapsody: Is this the real flu? Is it just virus-y? Crap immune system, no escape from things disease-y.

**The pale mustard broad wale corduroy suit remains a low point.

Comments

[antisoppist]

Really?

[nineveh_uk]

Certainly if you've got contracted hours. And even when you haven't, it should! You're not actually knocking off early, you've just shifted what should be your ordinary day forwards.

[antisoppist]

This is the week (OK 2 days) in which children suddenly became independent in the mornings. I have been at my desk at 7.30 twice.

[nineveh_uk]

Gosh! Long may the independence continue.

[perennialanna]

I always started at 8 when I was an office drone, but I also always finished at 4.30 unless there was an actual bona fide emergency. I am not a morning person in the least, which is why I wanted more work-free time at my better end of the day.

[nineveh_uk]

I would like to start early, but it takes me ages to get up due to Head Things, so I don't. When I do I am always delighted at the amount it is possible to get done by 10 o'clock if you're at your desk and logged in etc. by 8:45.