Sometimes I feel like a kebab

No, not eating one, BEING one as it feels that people are queuing up to cut a slice off me.

Not going to Darlington for half time next week as originally planned. I have to go to the doctors to have my stitches removed, the time could usefully be spent finishing off the kitchen and conservatory and I'm hoping the letter from the hospital will arrive. I don't like the idea of that sitting unopened on the doormat whilst I'm away.

Off to the cinema to watch Martians tonight. Quite some time since Diana and I last went to the cinema. Going to try the independent cinema in Letchworth instead of cineworld £5 a head instead of nearly £10. Leaves me more money to spend on popcorn :-)