Last out

A bit of research first thing. Like, if you could go somewhere in February when it’s all a bit grey back home, where would you go? Somewhere south. Then a bit of gardening before the daughter got in touch, yep it’s official: we (inshallah) will become a grandfather. Next April. If I can struggle on blipping youse may receive further updates. 
A brief stop over to help at the harbour - I wasn’t the last mast off after all, as young K arrived back from the west coast on his new Trintella 29 which he’d bought in Campbeltown - the very boat his Dad had owned decades ago.
And then off to see Joker - after a wave of acclaim, critics have grown a bit cooler on it I gather. More fool them as it’s surely one of the most storming performances you’ll see this year. And stunning cinematography and what a soundtrack! All in all, just top stuff. What do you get when you cross a mentally ill loner with a society that abandons him and treats him like a trash? I’ll tell you what you get. You get what you fucking deserve!