Fomite

I learned a new word today during the course of a dreary and very unremarkable movie. Pretty poor all round. Sorry Mr Soderbergh, but this time you really didn't connect with me in the slightest. And everytime Jude Law came on with his bad Australian accent I was cringing. Avoid like the, ahem, plague (see what I did there? Never mind, let's move on...)

Much, much better was our food out at Vin Caffee and a post-dinner pint at the lovely Cafe Royal.

All of this was thanks to the babysitting services of our friend leasko who is also very new to blipfoto. You even can see what went on whilst we were out, it all ties in seamlessly.

Bit of music to finish - French electro post-punk new wave sounding dance malarkey from a few years ago from a very under-rated album indeed.