The kitchen sink

Busy a fair bit of the day, but still enough time to pick up some additional supplies and sit out in the sun at lunchtime.
And then up to the Filmhouse to see Arctic, which is powerful film of few words and huge expanses. Don’t think I took my eyes off the screen for a second. And affecting too, as I found when the lights went on.
Back to watch episode 2 of Chernobyl - what a horrendously close run thing that was. Still, I do remember Rifkind was still eating lamb and his family would still be eating lamb. Except he pronounced it “lem” cos he was totally posh.