More out and aboutness!

Up to Summerhall for a recording of Breaking the News with Jay Lafferty, Ria Lina, Bruce Devlin and Connor Burns. And actually, we both thought it was the best we’ve been to. Very Amusing indeed. Though how much they’ll be able to use thanks to Bruce Devlin’s libellous asides will only be revealed when it’s broadcast on Friday 
Then a detour to Portobello as the son needed an errand run for him. The errant son. I should have guessed that when I received a string of expansive texts on the previous evening that his wise and reflective period wouldn’t last.
But then the cinema! French Dispatch, the latest Wes Anderson, and let’s do a proper put down. If your humour is somewhere in the Sixth Year/Undergraduate orbit, you’ll lap it up. Wit and whimsy? Quirky? Plenty of all of that. Looks fabulous too! What about irritating and tedious and frankly unintelligible retread garbage?? Actually, I enjoyed the first of the three stories. After that…not so much. And goddam Timotheeeé Chalamet again. Sign him up as the new Bond someone, please. Just get him off our screens.