I've been enjoying the emotional roller-coaster that both the Olympics and the Film Festival have presented over past weeks. Watching Mahe Drysdale win gold may have been the best (and most nail-biting) seven minutes of television I've seen this year - quickly followed by seeing Nathan Cohen and Joseph Sullivan go from fifth to first in a matter of 500m. I don't know whether it's the elegance combined with incredible strength and endurance, or the multiple medal chances, but the rowing has been very absorbing.
Enough to divert me from the many delights of this year's film festival which included watching music doco Searching for Sugarman twice, so taken was I with it.
Now it's all but over, and apart from feeling like I should get off the couch/cinema seat and sign myself up for an intense exercise regime so that I too can look like an Olympic heptathlete (wishful thinking), I've been feeling a little forlorn and wondering what there is to look forward to.
Turning my attention to the free-to-air TV listings was not intially inspiring - another series of Grey's Anatomy (yawn), another reality series for Gordon Ramsay, Charlie Sheen playing yet another version of himself in Anger Management, etc ...
But fortunately there is some homegrown content being made that is helping to distract me from the state of the American sitcom.