OF WIND RAIN AND CINEMA NOT TO MENTION WINE

It was our 'cultural' day of the week, as we fall into a rhythm or something like that into me retirement well having just the one business to look after which really in most respects seems to have expanded to fill any gaps in our life. We got up around 8 , I still have a little guilt pang at the thought of all those years getting up 75 minutes earlier but we enjoy the rest.  The weather as expected started dull but as the day went by our latest little storm in a teacup which now bear in a sort of US mannerism god help us, Storm Tinkerbell or whatever, the weather forecasters on the v delight in such crap to fill their acting ambitions and widen their dialogue, as time goes by the storms which stir but not shake the autumnal leaf fall will grow arms and legs and before we know it a warm spell in the summer will be named Oscar.

Our first port of call was the village shop to get shot of the post aka the DVD orders. This done we headed up to Manchester stopping off at Aldi in Knutsford which folks is stocked Priorat wine from our friend Albert's family village region in the Catalonian Pyrenees. At 9.99 it will probably be worth splashing out it is usually a sure fire winner from all others we have tasted, full marks for looking out of the box or wine rack to Aldi. We then visited the Imperial War Museum North at Salford. A modern building which at times is expounded above the subject matter which really is a sort of display for young children who have little concept of the two world wars and anything older than the last United City derby football match. Anyway we did meet an elderly D-Day veteran in his 90s who was being introduced to visitors as something of an oddity or celebrity I'm not sure what, I though it a little demeaning but I'm sure he welcomed the chance to chat with diverse ages and nationalities. All in all an apology for the wars our kin have been forced into by the actions of our own and foreign egos which took over from reality. A pity that the same thing in micro is still happening now but if they have a museum display there in 20 years we'll be patting the ISIS crown on the head and discussing how misunderstood they all were. Perhaps we'll see the machine guns they used and fragments of the bombs in the Russian airliner downed by the muslimists.

We returned home, dropped off the shopping ( wine) and after a quck snooze headed back into Knutsford to the little cinema at the civic centre to see Lady In The Van, we both thoroughly enjoyed the film and as its so so British and unlikely to ever get a showing in the USA can we start bombing New York now, better not say that as it will be picked up out of context at Cheltenham. We were chatting to a bloke in the pub the other night who worked at GCHQ and he was telling us all sorts of things that would make your hair curl. In fact the girl at the hair dressers in Ellesmere Port last week is now so afraid of them taking control of peoples mobile telephonics that she won't walk around her flat unless fully clothed. Of course it all absolute nonsense, nice lass and all that but want to see her naked, now that is pushing it a bit far. Anyway great film really enjoyed it, glad we made the effort and hereby celebrate two great cultural days under our belt.

I'm still trying to make headway with the 16mm films, should be more on EBay and clips on Youtube later this evening although more films arrived in the post. Not really sure what i can bring you tonight, I did some work for the 1/86 tram model  releases in Scandinavia via my contact in Peru, oh yes we are very international here, just waiting for the rushes from the master to provide sub titles in Serbo Croat, no end to my talents, sorry that should have read English sub titles must be the onion in the soup tonight. Lets have Sacndinavia anyway!