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Downpours! But that didn’t stop me heading out at lunchtime on my tod (as we both fancied a QNI) to see the Levelling at the Filmhouse. A cracking wee film, with splendid acting. Proper cinema, that. 
With a spring in my step I thought I’d pop my nose into the vast book sale at St Andrew’s & St George’s. Just long enough to pick up a gift. For next Christmas. If I don’t lose it by then. And then the QNI, as promised. Candlelit dinner followed by a romantic film… well, Nightcrawler. Still as creepy as ever. Not me, the main character. OK, me too.