The weekend in review:

On Saturday, we went to see Spider-Man 3. On Sunday, we mostly whined about how crap it was. Ash made banana bread on Sunday evening (in time for an impromptu visit from my parents, who were most appreciative) and that one cake tin of baked goods was better than $258 million-worth of Hollywood's finest produce. The film wasn't quite so dreadful as Pirates of the Caribbean 2 - how could it have been, unless it had been the vehicle for the return of Satan, the great deceiver and Lord of the Flies to this mortal plane? - but still, how is it possible to spend such a colossal amount of money and fail to come up with a decent script? Ah well. The banana bread of joy soothes all ills.

(And yes, it was a quiet week :)