Date Night.

21 Jun

Well, nobody else was going to take me, so I ended up having to do it myself.

Another trip to see the reverse casting of Frankenstein was always going to be my idea of a perfect evening out. I didn’t have to put up with an unwanted awkward fumble in the back row of the cinema and didn’t have to explain why I was paying more attention to Benedict Cumberbatch’s hair than anything else in the entire production.

All in all, a really lovely evening.

I’m off to fight the army of Daddy Long Legs that are currently residing on my ceiling. That, and hope that the Pappy’s boys don’t drown in their car on the way back from Cornwall.

Then tomorrow it’s a case of doing all my washing, and packing up my whole life in Cheltenham until September.

Weird.

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