Living and Rowing and Puppying

Lord Malarkey and I, in a moment of uncharacteristic spontaneity, went to see this film this afternoon…

The little cinema in town was barely half full, and we sat up the back with plenty of space around us. Along our row were a couple who arrived at the last minute, so we had to stand to let them get to their seats.

About fifteen minutes into the film, the woman of the couple said, quite loudly, ‘Well, this is tedious.’ And about five minutes after that, she and her companion both stood up and shuffled along the row, meaning we had to stand to let them pass again. As she went by, the woman whispered, ‘Sorry, I’m not feeling well.’

I thought, you are feeling perfectly fine, lady. You are just finding the film tedious because you announced it so just five minutes ago and we ALL heard you. Why pretend you are unwell? Why don’t you just admit the film isn’t your cup of tea. In fact, why don’t you just get out of the way as quickly as possible so I can sit down and continue watching. Honestly, some people…

I enjoyed the film. It was one of those slow burners that makes you focus and really think. It was British. It was beautifully filmed and the sound track was especially atmospheric. I believe Bill Nighy has been nominated for some major ‘Best Actor’ awards for his performance and if he wins, it will be well-deserved.

Andy’s rowing machine arrived this morning, just before 8 a.m. It’s a very substantial piece of kit and I struggled to move it from the doorstep. Luckily, the noise and crash-bang commotion I was making got Andy out of bed and he commandeered manoeuvres by shuffling the box in small stages around the side of the house and into his studio. It didn’t take long for him to set up, and when I inspected it I was surprised that it was the size of a small canoe, with various bells and whistles gizmo things attached. I might have a go. But I think it will mostly be Andy’s thing.

My thing will be The New Puppy. Tomorrow we are off to see a litter of chunky little choochy-faced munchkins! We have a cash deposit ready and I have (mostly) been resisting the urge to buy puppy kit.

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