I had to take my car to be seen to last night, so didn’t have it this morning. It’s got a tendency to stop working in the cold. Very irritating when you need to be somewhere on time. So, Paul picked me up this morning at seven and we went to the gym. It was much warmer, but as I walked from the gym to the station the pond in Central Park was still frozen and the ducks were walking across the water, looking rather confused.

The warmth had dragged mist out of the fields beside the train line. It was very grim, but at the same time strangely beautiful.

After writing about my unsuccessful hunt for a clockwork cheese grater yeaterday, I got an email mid-afternoon signed off ‘Speak soon (when you do your trail in Breakfast on LBC, I’m the bloke that shouts “Ta very much” at you before cutting you off at the end!) and have fun grating’.

I thought the name looked familiar.

He had the answer to my questions about where to get one from (Homebase) and even included a picture of his own to prove it.

Stayed in and watched TV for the first time since Christmas. There was a lot of talk in the office about the new Star Trek series so I thought I ought to watch it so I knew what everyone was talking about tomorrow morning.

It typical Enterprise fodder. Not up to the standard of Next Generation, though, and with a bizarre sung theme tune. Perhaps a mistake, I think.

Through the whole show, though, it almost seemed as though they were trying to remind you that this is a TV show and not reality. There were loads of long, sweeping shots through cargo holds and engine rooms that made you (or me at least) think not about how realistic everything looked but how impressive the sets were and how much it must have cost to put together.

I was impressed that it held my attention for a full two hours, but the adverts for the other shows I’ve never seen looked far more exciting and almost made me wonder whether I should sit down and watch them, too. I can see how people get sucked into spending every night of the week in front of the telly. When you see the trailers you plan ahead, and it’s even worse if you have a TV guide.

If you don’t turn it on, though, you don’t see the trailers, so you don’t know what’s on, which in turn means you don’t watch it. The perfect cycle of TV non-viewing.

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