Reindeer

At least I assume it's a reindeer.

This afternoon, the Minx and I went to see the new Star Wars film. I didn't notice this fellow on the way in but as we came out of Vue, there s/he was, sparkling against the night sky, head held proudly aloft. For some reason that I've yet to fully process, I felt that this was a posture to aspire to. Bizarrely, it reminded me of 1997 and (New) Labour's election victory. In the days and weeks that followed, I'd wake up feeling optimistic and energised, quite the reverse of how I feel about the country right now. I seem to talk about that a lot of late.

And if you want to know about the Star Wars film, I'm not telling. I bloody love how no one who's seen it is spoiling it for those who haven't.