Stairwell

There I was, all set for some serious and entertaining tasks down at the boat when the son got in touch to say that the daughter hadn't managed to get her work's van for his removal.
Only one thing for it; off in the car to assist. But what I hadn't counted on after a few days of Christmas sloth, was the amount of stuff still in his flat. And how a top floor flat can seem a long way up after a few trips.
Still, that's him out. The end of life in Porty for a while at least.
And I was back in time to see Sunset Song at the Filmhouse. Except it was sold out! So there was Star Wars on just 100yds up the road at the Odeon. And it was 3D! What a blast. That's the film review. A total blast.