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I've just returned from my outing with various people to dinner and the cinema. Of course I stuffed myself to the point where I was slumped in my chair, just managing to shovel in the last gungy lump of banoffi pie, feeling as though it was all about to come right back up again. Zoe had a little too much wine and was complaining of head aches and blurred vision which didnt help her in the cinema afterwards. I went in to the film, Cold Mountain, expecting a big dissapointment but it was actually quite entertaining, if a little long and full of 'will he won't he die?' Strangely Jack White (of White Stripes fame) was in it, which brought a brief smile to my face, and probably annoyance to surrounding audience as I exclaimed rather loudly and stupidly... "That's Jack White!" Also the guy from 28 Days Later was in it, nice to see him... but then he got shot.
Well I must leave this front room of mine now as my mother is asleep in the chair behind me, snoring loudly... getting louder... oh she stirred! ...and it's back to sleep, snoring, louder... louder... (you get the picture).
...until next time.
Well I must leave this front room of mine now as my mother is asleep in the chair behind me, snoring loudly... getting louder... oh she stirred! ...and it's back to sleep, snoring, louder... louder... (you get the picture).
...until next time.